Chapter 201: Chapter 201

None of the doctors lifted their heads up while the two conversed. They were professionals, but it didn’t stop them from being curious.

Everyone was aware that Weston and Guinevere were married to each other, at least that was how it looked since they had children together. But from how it looked now, Stella seemed important to Weston.

Something was going on between the two. They didn’t expect Weston, who had always been indifferent to women and had never had a scandal, to have a lover he adored. They wondered what Guinevere’s reaction would be after knowing it. After some time, Weston saw Stella was slowly getting better and he sighed in relief. Perhaps she was tired from the struggling that the moment she shut her eyes, she fell asleep. Seeing that she was in deep sleep, Weston stood up and glanced at the doctor next to him.

She understood what he meant and followed him out while the rest stayed to take care of Stella. “How is she?” Weston asked immediately without beating around the bush. The doctor looked at the data, scrunched her eyebrows in a frown, and said with some hesitation, “She needs to do a full check-up in the hospital and…”

“Besides a physical check-up, she needs a psychological check-up as well.” “Psychological?” Weston was taken aback and stopped in his tracks.

The doctor felt the pressure downing on her as she explained. “Her emotions were unstable. She had most likely had a major trauma in the past. Furthermore, our preliminary assessment revealed that her body was a bit weak, but there was no big issue. However, given the discomfort she was in, it would be advisable to do a thorough evaluation at the hospital, though, I personally believe the reason should be psychologically related…” When Weston heard this, he was stunned for a while before asking. “If it’s a psych condition… What should I do?”

She couldn’t read his emotions or detect any subtle changes in his tone, but she did sense a tinge of depression in his query.

“If she truly has a problem related to the mind, I recommend that you take her to a Psychologist. The patient should also maintain a good mindset… it is preferable not to force her to do things she does not want to do.” “What if I want to force her?”

“What?” The doctor thought she heard it wrong.

After a little period of silence, she understood she had not misheard. “What if I want to force her?” the man repeated once again. She was astonished for a moment before gradually concealing her surprise and muttered, “I’m not sure. You should ask the psychologist about it.” It wasn’t until midnight that the hustle was over.

As inflammation was the primary source of Stella’s abrupt discomfort, anti-inflammatory medications were given till her face had some color. Weston only allowed the doctors back in after ensuring she was alright.

He frowned when he saw the black and blue bruise on Stella’s hand once the intravenous line was pulled out.

“This lady has a special physique and a rare blood type. There is no way to avoid it,” the doctor explained immediately.

He rubbed his forehead in frustration and asked, “Is there any way to make her suffer less pain?”

“It’ll be tricky.” “I don’t care how tricky, just find a way.”

“Understood, Mr. Ford.”