Twin Treasures: The CEO Wife's 99-Day of Revelations-Chapter 1135: Vera Ford Feels Stifled

Mia Lane glanced at Justin Kingston, took a deep breath helplessly, and turned to leave.

"... " Jerry Garcia felt the most awkward, holding onto his anxious heart. He had interrupted CEO Kingston’s good moment—would he suffer for it? As a man, he could totally relate.

So, would CEO Kingston blame him? Jerry even thought he might get a performance deduction.

"What are you thinking about?"

A low magnetic voice entered his ears, and Jerry jumped in fright, "CEO Kingston!"

At a close distance, Jerry met Justin Kingston’s gaze guiltily, "CEO Kingston, I didn’t mean to, please let me off." He didn’t even know when Justin had approached him.

Justin Kingston sized him up for a moment, said nothing, and only patted his shoulder, "Young man, go get busy."

Jerry, feeling as if he had received a pardon, let out a complete sigh of relief. It seemed like there would be no further investigation.

At ten in the morning, in the hospital.

Jocelyn Morgan had spent two hours here alone, Ian Shelby said he would do his rounds first and then come to see her, but where was he?

She had many doubts, could she be discharged? Another spray of his medicine would be good since it was so effective.

No, she couldn’t wait!

Jocelyn Morgan lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She put on her shoes, not putting much weight on her injured foot, left the ward, and began looking for Ian Shelby.

He wasn’t in his office.

Searching room by room, she finally saw Ian Shelby’s figure in a ward at the end of the corridor.

Jocelyn stood at the door, supported by the door frame, her gaze falling on Ian Shelby.

Strange, the doctor had such thick hair, and even from behind, he looked quite handsome. Even with a mask on, she couldn’t hear what he was saying to the patient, but his manner was truly gentle.

"What’s wrong with you?"

At the sound, Jocelyn turned her eyes and saw Vera Ford standing behind her. Their gazes met.

Vera Ford regarded her kindly, "I’m also a doctor. Ian is very busy. As a patient of this hospital, you can come to me for anything, and there’s no need to doubt my professionalism."

Just as Jocelyn was about to speak, a warm male voice came through—

"Come in."

The two girls at the door turned their gaze, only to see Ian Shelby standing by the patient’s bed, looking toward the door.

Even with a mask on, you could see the hint of warmth in his eyes.

Vera gently nudged Jocelyn aside with a smile, stepped inside, and approached Ian Shelby, "Dr. Shelby, what do you need help with?"

Ian Shelby didn’t pay her any attention, his gaze remained on Jocelyn, who had just steadied her footing at the door. He had seen Vera’s little gesture earlier; she had nudged her.

Ian Shelby gestured for Jocelyn to come over.

"Me?" she pointed to herself in surprise.

Ian Shelby didn’t say anything more.

Jocelyn, with a trace of confusion, limped inside, coming to stand beside Vera, "What do you want with me?"

"Weren’t you waiting for me?" Ian Shelby glanced at her, busily jotting something down on his notebook, "Take a seat on the bench over there, I have one more patient left."

Vera’s chest constricted slightly, her expression remained calm.

Jocelyn glanced at the bench not far away, "Okay." Then she walked toward it and sat down.

"Vera." Ian Shelby said without looking up, "There’s a medical record on my desk, for bed 34, can you bring it over for me?"

"Okay." Vera had no choice but to comply, though unhappy, she still asked politely, "Anything else?"

"No."

"Alright." Before leaving, her gaze uncontrollably fell on Jocelyn once more, feeling quite envious inside.

The ward had only four patients, with a particularly good environment and fresh air.

Ian Shelby walked over to an elderly patient’s bed, bending down to inquire, "Auntie, did you sleep well last night? Are you feeling any discomfort?"

"The medicine here is really effective," the elderly patient said, full of gratitude. "After the infusion, the pain is gone. Sometimes in other hospitals, even a week’s infusion doesn’t have this effect."

This sentence caught Jocelyn’s attention. She turned her eyes, once again focusing on Ian Shelby, even though all she could see was a side profile, there was a quality of great compassion about him.