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Chapter 253

    Chapter 253


    “B0-2, Three times a day.”


    Rowan pulled the medicine into his chest pocket, and just as he was about to ask something, Nicole had


    already turned around and walked to Mr. Riddle Sr.’s ward.


    Rowan was taken aback and asked, “The operation isplete. Why don’t you take a break?”


    Nicole waved him off. She wanted to check and ensure nothing was wrong.


    Rowan knew her nature, and when she was responsible for something, she would be terrifyingly serious.


    Now that Mr. Riddle Sr. was her responsibility, how could she take a break just like that?


    He shook his head and said somewhat oddly. “I’ll go make the medicine then.”


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    Nicole did not look back at him as a smile appeared on her lips.


    By the time Rowan was done mixing the infusion and returned to the ward, he noticed a medium-sized


    book in front of Nicole. He deftly did the infusion and hung the drip bag, and walked over to her side to


    see what she was up to.


    When he saw what was before her, Rowan’s eyes widened.


    “Eh, Nicole, what’s with these Math Olympiad questions?” ‘Didn’t Nicole already get the Woods Award


    long ago? Why is she looking at the stuff that should be child’s y for her?’ Nicole looked faintly at him.


    She had not slept at allst night, yet she did not feel anything at all. She crossed her arms as she sat


    there, ignoring Rowan’s question, and simply asked, “Do you have a pen?”


    Nicole just was not used to answering questions without a pen to twirl.


    Rowan rolled his eyes somewhat speechlessly. “Answer me first.”


    “I made a bet with someone,” Nicole responded without any emotions.


    Rowan shrugged and reluctantly epted that excuse. He then mumbled as he went out,” What age is it


    now? Still using pen, you’re as old-fashioned as ever…”


    Everyone in the medicalboratory was already usingser pens that directly connected with the optical


    cortex. Not only that would achieve perfect uracy, but it also ensured the safety and confidentiality of


    the records,


    Rowan searched all over the entireb to only find a gel pen from an intern.


    His eyes lit up and rushed toward that person like a hungry wolf. The intern was so shocked he took a


    step back, “Boss, I know there was a small mistake in my test data, but I’ve fixed that already. Also, I


    promise I’ll be loyal to theb. If you order it, I’ll do anything… Wait, what are you doing?”


    Rowan did not pay any attention to what the intern was mumbling as he rushed over and grabbed at the


    latter’s chest. The poor intern thought he was going to encounter unspoken workce rules and closed


    his eyes with a herote expression,


    Rowan took away the pen sitting in his coat pocket with a look of contempt on his face before turning


    around and going back to the second floor.


    Seeing that Rowan had left, the intern patted himself on the chest, heaving a sigh of relief as he looked


    at Rowan’s back. He thought he was a goner just now.


    Very quickly, Rowan handed the pen to Nicole, and that sat beside her as he watched her answer the


    questions with interest.


    Nicole noticed him getting close and frowned. “Get out.”


    Rowan felt a little wronged as he said, “You clearly have no need to look at those questions, We haven’t


    seen each other for so long, and not only you wouldn’t catch up with me, you want to chase me out?”


    If theb workers heard that demon of a mixed-blooded doctor would say something so soft, their jaws


    would have fallen off in shock.


    Nicole only turned to look at him. There was a glint in her eyes, carrying with it a subconscious coldness


    and pride. ‘Any problems with that?
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