CHAPTER 131
Arianna's mind went blank for a moment. She asked, puzzled, "Dr. Woods, do you know who he is, or do you think I have no hope of persuading him?"
Alan chuckled. "What I'm trying to say is, you don't need to look for him because you've already found him."
The sudden turn of events left Arianna dazed for a few seconds. Her eyes widened gradually, and she opened her mouth in disbelief, "Dr. Woods, could it be... Could you be..."
Amused by her surprised expression, Alan spoke in a playful tone, "I'm St. John..."
He paused deliberately, looking into Arianna's deep, beautiful eyes before continuing,
"...'s assistant."
Oh, the twists and turns…
Arianna was completely stunned and speechless for a moment.
Alan smiled and continued without haste, "I accompanied the Saint to this medical conference.
"His identity is strictly confidential, and I hope you'll forgive me for not telling you. However, I'll convey your request to him and put in a good word on your behalf. Just wait for my news."
After digesting Alan's sentences word for word, Arianna finally regained her senses and could not suppress the excitement in her heart. She unconsciously reached out for his hand,
"Dr. Woods, I'd have to trouble you to convey Charlie's condition to him. Thank you. I'm truly grateful. Thank you so much! You're a saviour"
"Savior?" Alan shook his head and laughed. "I sure hope so."
…
After leaving the cafe, Alan returned to the hotel where he was staying while Arianna headed back to the hospital.
Arianna had exchanged her contact information with Alan on WeTalk. He looked at their chat carefully for a moment and suddenly thought of something.
Arianna usually did not read WeTalk messages too often, so the sound effects for her WeTalk notifications were all turned off. However, she had to wait for Alan’s news, and she needed to see it as soon as possible.
She moved her finger, clicked on the settings in WeTalk, and enabled the notification sounds. Alan’s WeTalk chat was pinned right to the very top.
After doing all that, she reluctantly put down her phone, held Charlie’s cold hands, and said softly,
“Hey, Charlie, I got really lucky today. I met this doctor I knew from when I was abroad. His name is Dr. Woods. He’s a very gentle person, and lucky for me, he’s also the Saint’s assistant! He can directly contact the Saint!
"He already agreed to relay my request and put in a good word for me. Then maybe, just maybe, Saint John will be willing to treat you.
"Charlie, I’m willing to give you all my luck, so if you can hear me, you must keep holding on, okay?
"You’re my younger brother. If I haven’t given up, you can’t give up either. We only have each other. We must continue to survive far into the future!”
Charlie, lying on the hospital bed, remained still. Only the cold beeping of the medical equipment responded to her.
Arianna closed her eyes and tightened her grip around Charlie’s hand.
As time passed, Arianna grabbed her phone and glanced at it almost involuntarily every few minutes, waiting anxiously for Alan’s reply.
However, there had been no news from Alan since she returned.
Although she was anxious, there was no way she could urge him, and her only recourse was to wait patiently.
That night, Arianna wiped Charlie's body to freshen him up and looked up at the clock on the wall. She had not realized that it was already past nine o’clock.
As far as she knew, the little saint was not going to stay in the country. After attending the exchange meeting that day, he would be set to leave the next day.
If she received no reply that night, it was very likely that the little saint had refused to give treatment.
She frowned and hesitated over whether she should ask Alan to tell her the hotel where the little saint was staying so she could personally go and beg him.
All of a sudden, a notification came from her phone.
Arianna’s eyes lit up suddenly, and she practically jumped toward the bedside table.
She grabbed the phone and clicked into WeTalk with trembling fingers.
However, the message came not from Alan, but from Grandma King.
Arianna could not hide her disappointment, but she still made sure to read Grandma King's message.
Grandma King: [Aunt Julia and I are back at the villa, Ari. Why aren’t you and Xander at home? Did you two go out on a date?]
Xander was not at the villa?
No wonder she had not received any fault-finding calls from him during her time at the hospital those past few days. It turned out that he had not returned to the villa at all.
There was no surprise there. After all, they were not a loving couple. Xander’s only reason for willingly returning to the villa was Grandma King. At other times, he would not bother to step foot inside, other than to torment her occasionally to his whims.
When Arianna saw the word ‘date’, a profound irony appeared in her eyes.
How could it be a date when Xander did not even answer her calls? He was more likely to be spending his time with other beautiful women during those few days.
Arianna curled her lips. Whatever Xander was doing or whoever he was with had nothing to do with her. There was no reason for her to be affected by him.
She thought for a moment, typed a message, and replied:
[Grandma, we’re not on a date right now. He’s busy at work and I’m in the hospital. Charlie’s health hasn’t been that stable recently, so I’ll be staying with him in the hospital. I might not be back for a couple more days.]
If she went back to the villa, she had to continue with the charade again. Due to her anxiousness about Charlie’s situation, she was worried that she might expose herself. Furthermore, Charlie could not be left alone at such a time, so not going back to the villa for the time being was for the best.
Grandma King was, fortunately, a very considerate individual. When she read Arianna’s reply, she immediately sent a message:
[You should take care of Charlie in the hospital then. Remember to tell me if you need anything, okay?]
