CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

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Chapter 120

Bryan’s fingers froze. He glanced at her nervous little face.

If he said that work was more important, would this woman stab him with a needle?

Bryan made a wise choice. He closed the laptop, put it on the bedside table then stretched his arm

toward her.

Finley checked his pulse and blood pressure.

About five minutes later, Finley came to a conclusion. “Your pulse is thin and weak, and your limbs are

cold. It seems you have eaten something wrong. Open your mouth, I want to have a look.”

“No need. Prescribe me some medicine.” Bryan didn’t want to open his mouth.

“Open your mouth. I need to check the coating on your tongue.”

Finley ordered in a cold voice. Her aura was not the least bit inferior to Bryan’s.

In this place, Finley was the only one who had the guts to yell at Bryan Turner.

To her surprise, Bryan opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue to cooperate with her examination.

“The coating of your tongue is thin and white, and you are sweating profusely.” Finley ranted some

professional words that no one understood. Then, she leaned forward, asking, “Take off your

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clothes. Let me see if your belly is swollen or not.”

As for this examination, Bryan was very cooperative. He directly pulled off his shirt, revealing his sexy

eight-pack abdominal muscles.

Finley looked at his abdominal muscles, gulping her saliva.

This man’s body was really amazing.

“Bryan… I heard that you weren’t fine. What’s going on?” Tessa rushed in and walked to the bed.

Finley pressed her hand on his stomach.

“What are you doing? Why are you taking advantage of him?!” Tessa pointed at Finley, scolding. Finley

did not pay attention to her at all. Instead, she pressed on the left side of his stomach and asked him, “Is

there any swelling or pain?”

Bryan nodded with a sullen face.

Needless to say, when this woman examined her patients, she was really serious and meticulous. She

was totally different from her usual look.

“Within one hour, what did you eat?” Finley took out a medical record and jotted down his

symptoms.

“Bryan ate the peach cookies you made for him.” Tessa intervened, didn’t give Bryan the chance to

speak.

Bryan himself didn’t intend to tell her what he had eaten.

He wanted to eat the peach cookies himself. Before he ate it, he clearly knew that it was a dark

cuisine.

If he wanted to blame someone, he should blame himself.

“Emm…” Finley was perplexed.

She thought that according to Tessa’s arrogant character, the girl would definitely throw the ugly and

disgusting peach cookies she made into the trash can.

She didn’t expect her to be so silly as to directly give them to Bryan.

As for Bryan, he was also silly that he ate the bad products obediently.

Was it be something wrong with what she had done that caused the man’s stomach issue?

It shouldn’t be so.

“Do you have any cookies left?” Finley turned around and asked Kate behind her.

“Yes, it’s here. I kept it especially for you to check.” Kate had fetched the plate of cookies from the study.

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Now’s she handed it to Finley.

She didn’t dispose them at that time because she wanted to make it easier for Finley to find the

causes.

Kate was such a cautious person. No wonder why she deserved to be the housekeeper of the Turner

family.

When Finley received the plate, Tessa took a step back with a guilty conscience, her fingers twisting

nervously.

This woman couldn’t really sense anything unusual, could she?

But so what if she could sense it?

She was the one who made the cookies, and she was so arrogant with Bryan in the morning. Since they

were not on good terms, she had a reason to harm him.

Thinking of this, Tessa let go of her fingers and stood there with her arms crossed in front of her chest,

waiting for the result of Finley’s examination.

Finley pinched the cookies and sniffed it. She smelled something strange, indeed.

“Senna leaf? Why does the peach cookies smell of Senna leaf?” Finley put down the cookies and

stood up to look at Tessa beside her.

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