Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Seeing her reluctance, the man did not say anything. After all, he could not force others to do something.

The ward was a little stuffy, so Luca stood up again and said, "I'm going to get a cup of coffee. Nina, do you want a

drink?"

"Okay." Nina nodded. Her gaze was still on Jean, who was on the hospital bed.

Luca left the ward, went to the restaurant to buy two cups of Americano, and was about to walk upstairs when she

was stopped by someone. "Dr. Craw, why are you at the hospital?"

She turned around and found that it was Dr. Wood who had called out to her.

"Dr. Wood, good morning," Luca said with a smile.

"Morning. Are you not feeling well?" Dr. Wood also held a cup of coffee, and he walked to her side.

"No, it's my friend who's in trouble," Luca said. She thought of Tyrone and took advantage of the situation to check

in about his situation. "By the way, Dr. Wood, how's Tyrone doing?"

"After your dry needling treatment as well as physical therapy, his condition has improved a lot. His family

members have agreed to have him be discharged from the hospital. I heard the director say that he'll be

discharged tomorrow. He'll come back regularly for rehabilitation treatment," Dr. Wood said. Tyrone's road to

recovery would not have been as smooth without Luca.

"Any sequelae?" Luca asked.

"There are some sequelae, but the improvements in his condition are visible to the naked eye. As long as he

continues to do physical therapy and go for dry needling sessions, he'll be fine. By the way, Dr. Craw, do you want

to go see him?" Dr. Wood asked. After all, Tyrone was a special patient and was treated with non-traditional dry

needling.

"No, since the dry needling is useful, you can continue to use it on him," Luca said. Nina should be less stressed now

that Tyrone was going to be discharged from the hospital.

They could continue with the follow-up.

The negotiation and payment would be transferred to the Tyrone family. Nina would not have to worry about it

anymore.

"Okay." Dr. Wood had respect for Luca, so he added, "Your acupuncture method is very special. I originally wanted

to use it on people in the same situation, but I don't dare to. Dr. Craw, I've always wanted to ask. Can this method

be used on other patients?"

"It's best not to. In the traditional sense, dry needling methods are flexible. I adjusted the method according to

Tyrone's condition. Although other patients may be in the same situation as him, there are always some

differences. I don't recommend it..." Luca said.

Dr. Wood understood what she meant. Even if different patients had the same disease, the acupuncture points of

dry needling had to be adjusted based on their respective conditions.

What was more, the dry needling method taught by Luca was not recorded in any book.

Therefore, he did not dare to adjust the technique at will.

Dr. Wood could not help but sigh and say, "Dr. Craw, if only you could come and work in our hospital."

"I'm not interested in being a doctor, I'm sorry." Luca smiled lightly. It was too overwhelming to be a doctor.

Moreover, the task Abel assigned her was not to be a doctor. If she went for it, it was uncertain what punishment

she would face.

Luca frowned slightly when she thought of Abel. He seemed to be quiet recently, but the quieter he was, the more

uneasy she felt.

Luca walked into the elevator with Dr. Wood, but they were going to different floors.

When they reached the eighth floor, she stepped out of the elevator and walked to Jean's ward.

Nina was still sitting in the escort chair, staring at Jean.

If she did not know Nina, she would have thought that she was thinking about Jean.

Luca knew that Nina hated Jean so much that she would never miss him.

She walked into the ward, handed over the coffee in her hand, and said, "It's an Americano with a little milk."

Luca knew how Nina liked her coffee. She liked it with 30% of milk.

"Thank you." Nina took it, putting on a smile that looked even uglier than her crying face.

"Don't smile if you don't feel like smiling." Luca sat down.

"I just told Anna the news of Jean's hospitalization." Nina took a sip of coffee. She talked about Anna with a flat tone

like she was talking about a stranger.

Luca frowned and said, "How..."

"I should let her know what the proud son of hers is like," Nina said indifferently.

Luca decided to keep quiet.

She looked at Jean, who was still in the hospital bed.

Nina said, "Luca, why don't you leave first? Anna will come over later."

"She's going to kick up a fuss, isn't she?" Luca looked at Nina, distressed. Even if Anna had not arrived yet, she

knew exactly the fuss that Anna would throw.

She would accuse Nina of not taking good care of Jean.

She would say that none of these would have happened if she had given Jean money.

"Yes, she'll yell at me and maybe even at you as well. You should make a move." Nina asked Luca to leave once

again.

"I won't leave. I want to be here with you. If your mother dares to scold you, I'll scold her back on your behalf." Luca

shook her head. She did not want to let Nina suffer abusive hurls from her mother alone.

"That's because you haven't seen my mother cursing at someone..." Nina felt helpless. She knew that it was

pointless to reason with an unreasonable person like Anna.

Luca thought to herself that she had seen Anna act out before.

Luca had not only seen Anna swearing but she had also seen Anna hit someone. When she thought she had

wronged Jean, she slapped her firmly in the face.

Her face was swollen for two days.

"What are you afraid of? If she weren't your mother, I would certainly not let her off," Luca said as she put the

empty coffee cup aside.

Sure enough, after two minutes, a voice came from the other side of the door.

"This is 102."

As soon as the voice fell, Anna's voice sounded, "My son, poor Jean. What happened to you?" As soon as Anna was

pushed in by the nurse, she began to cry mournfully.

The sound was harsh to anyone's ears.

Luca and Nina looked at each other, then at the door.

As if she did not see them, Anna controlled the wheelchair and went to the bedside. She cried even louder when

she saw Jean's bruised face. "Who beat you up so badly, my poor son... Boo-hoo, if something happens to you, I

won't want to live anymore..."

These words were exactly what Luca had imagined. She watched her with indifference.

Nina felt ashamed to have a mother like Anna.

"Don't cry, the doctor saved him." She stood up and stopped Anna from continuing to cry.

Anna's eyes were red. She felt bad seeing her son like that. She cried and could not help but feel angry when she

saw how calm Nina was. "Your brother was doing fine! Nina, it's you! It's you, you unlucky bastard! You turned him

into this!"

Nina thought to herself.

‘Me? Did I force Jean to borrow money from loan sharks?'