Chapter 1700 Not Exaggerated At All

It shocked the experts that Rosalie had an answer to her diagnostic so soon.

“What’s wrong?”

Rosalie noticed their expression looked weird, so she asked in a puzzle.

The experts were still in their bewildered state and did not answer her.

Rosalie thought they were worried that Byron would blame them. She smiled and comforted them, “You just have to do as I tell you. I’ll explain to Byron if he notices anything.”

The experts were even more taken aback when they heard that. “Doesn’t… President Lawrence know about this?”

They thought the atmosphere in the ward was tense because Byron noticed Rosalie’s condition.

Rosalie had yet told Byron anything about such a huge matter.

She drooped her eyes and looked worried. “I think I can cure myself. He’s been worrying so much these days and hasn’t been sleeping well. It’s better not to make him worry. Please keep this a secret for me.”

Then, she smiled at the experts. “I believe in you all. So, please believe in me. I’ll find a way to cure myself.”

The experts were moved by her reason and agreed after hesitating for a few seconds.

“Mrs. Lawrence, we’ll do our best to help you since you trust us.”

Rosalie was relieved and thanked the experts. “Thank you, fellow seniors.”

Those experts were mostly older than her, and it was natural for her to call them seniors.

However, the experts felt guilty when she called them that.

“It’s inappropriate for Dr. Luke’s student to call us that. We’ve seen the news about your outstanding medical skills, Mrs. Lawrence. We thought it was exaggerated. Only when we met you did we know it wasn’t exaggerated.”

Rosalie smiled humbly. “We’re all doctors. Please feel free to call me Dr. Jacobs.”

The experts flattered her, saying, “Dr. Jacobs, you’re a miracle doctor. You’re young, but your medical skills are way higher than ours.”

Rosalie answered calmly, “We each have our own strengths, and I happen to be good at traditional medicine.”

Then, she looked at the time and estimated that Byron would be back soon. Thus, she urged the experts. “Quick, take my blood sample.”

If Byron returned, it would be too late for them to do so.

They agreed and quickly started taking Rosalie’s blood.

After taking the blood sample, one of the experts sent the sample to the examination department while the others guarded outside the ward.

After five minutes, the elevator stopped at the top floor. Byron walked out with a big bag of fruits in his hands.

When he was walking to the ward, he glanced at the experts at the door. He suddenly squinted his eyes and observed.

“Where’s Dr. Wester?”

His memory was good, and the experts had been here for days. Thus, Byron remembered every one of them.

The experts had never thought Byron would notice someone was missing among them and were startled.

After a while, someone answered guiltily, “Dr. Wester… went to the toilet. He’ll be back soon.”

Byron pondered as he glanced at them before heading to the ward.

Rosalie had already adjusted her expression and was sitting on the bed, scrolling through her phone.

Mary had gone back home and was asking how Rosalie felt. Rosalie only told her she was getting better.

She stopped texting Mary when Byron walked toward the bed.

“Who are you texting?” Byron glanced at the phone Rosalie put away and placed the fruits by the bedside table.