Noah called the doctor over. When they pushed the door open, John lifted his heels. Thinking of what had just happened, he had to step back on the ground and saw them closing the door again.
Vicente stood outside with him. After all, John was the father of her godson. So she couldn't leave him alone.
The doctor was going to take Nina for a general check-up. Leon bent over and picked up Nina, going out with her.
When Vicente opened her mouth and was about to remind John, but he had already turned his back to them.
His slender back was not as tall and straight as before, so desolate that people's eyes were sore.
John wanted to take a look at Nina and hoped that she could continue to snuggle up in his arms. Even if she cried, she could only cry in his arms.
Right now, this had become an extravagant hope. He didn't even know how long it would take. A month, half a year, a year, or the entire second half of his life?
It was dark outside the corridor. No one could see its end.
John didn't know how long he had stood there. The sound of footsteps disapp
t the moment.
"Mr. Noah?" The voice of Ford came through the phone.
"Ford, are you busy?"
"No, you can say."
"Do you know that my uncle once injected a new drug into Nina's body?" Noah anxiously waited for his answer.
"Yes, I know," a firm voice came from the other end of the line.
The four of them chuckled to themselves. It seemed that there was a chance.
"Mr. Noah, is the drug taking effect on Miss. Nina?" Ford's words made everyone stunned, but they also felt that they were closer to hope.
Noah nodded, "Yes. Since you know it so well, you should know what to do to help her regain her memory, right?"
"Mr. Noah, isn't it good for Miss. Nina to regard you as her husband?" Ford's voice was so calm that no emotion could be sensed. "The reason why our boss did so was that his wife and you both liked Miss. Nina. He hoped that Miss. Nina could be with you."
'It turns out that Noah likes Nina.'
Thinking of this, Vicente glanced at Noah and quickly looked away. There was a trace of guilt in her eyes that was not even noticed by the others.