The President’s Five Children

“Hard work.” Cedron thanked him seriously.

Right now, as long as Yembi could get close to Mordecai, so he could only pin his hopes on Yembi if he wanted to know how Mordecai was doing.

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She went there early, before she could enter, and was stopped at the door.

Yembi had no choice but to wait at the door.

The rest of the light suddenly swept the shoe cabinet not far away, found a dozen pairs of leather shoes.

That meant there were at least a dozen people in Mordecai’s room at the moment.

“Excuse me, may I ask if … Little Count has any other doctors besides Panxi and Kevinic?” Yembi inquired curiously to the maid at the side.

The maid nodded, “Yes, in order to make Little Count get better sooner, Countess has invited many doctors over, all of them are the very top kind.”

As for making such a big deal out of it?

Mordecai just had a bruise on her brain, that’s why she was in a coma.

As long as the blood clot was absorbed, he would wake up immediately.

As for how to get the blood clot absorbed earlier, no one in the medical field can do it at the moment.

So what was the point of hiring so many doctors?

Yembi mentally mocked Countess for not understanding medicine.

In the next moment, the mind stuttered, realizing something was wrong.

Countess could not understand it, but neither did Panxi or Kevinic?

A disease that could only be healed by time, it was useless to send as many doctors as possible, but PanxiKevinic agreed without objection.

Could it be that these doctors are not here to show Mordecai that blood clot in his brain?

Once the idea popped up, there was no stopping it.

Yembi was filled with conspiracy theories, and the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, wanting to go in now and see what was going on.

But before she could get close, she was stopped by the maid, “You can’t go in yet, just wait!”

“I’m a nurse, I might be able to help if I go in.” Yembi tried to intercede.

The maid was also a straightforward person, “Miss Ebot, don’t give me a hard time, Mizuki explained, she won’t let you meet with those doctors, I’m just a tiny maid with a big family to feed, please don’t get me fired, okay?”

Meeting those sincere eyes, Yembi just had to give up.

Something else would have to be thought of.

It was hard to wait until those doctors came out, and Yembi rushed in without saying a word.

On the large, soft bed, Mordecai was lying quietly.

I don’t know if it’s Yembi’s illusion, she felt that Mordecai’s face was a bit paler, and her brows were furrowed, very uncomfortable.

But when she looked at the indicators on the nearby instruments, they were normal to normal.

Yembi is still not assured, and pulled Mordecai all over the body to check once again, but still did not find any wound.

What’s going on?

Mordecai is now in a coma, a half-vegetative, and it is impossible to talk to this group of doctors, so it should not be possible to have an accident.

Then why is he looking so uncomfortable?

Yembi felt something was wrong and planned to record the data and take it back to share with Cedron.

Before she could move, Mizuki appeared behind her.

She swept a glance at Mordecai lying on the bed, and her tone was full of surprise, “You know to frown, it seems that you’ll be able to wake up soon, the group of doctors we invited is still very useful.”