Ch. 1781..1790

Chapter 1781 Teasing Him

“Mr. Lindberg, what about you?” Sloan grew anxious. “The Mafia has sent all of its members to capture you. Despite how powerful you are, you—"

When Sloan saw the icy glare Danrique shot at him, he bit his tongue as his face turned pale.

“Why don't we let Sloan lead Dr. Felch away? He has a GPS tracker too. Once he leaves this hill, Gordon will be able to locate them.”

"Stop wasting time. The three of you should leave right now!” Danrique urged impatiently.

“Mr. Lindberg...”

Just when he wanted to persuade Danrique further, Sean swallowed his words when he saw the resolute look in Danrique’s eyes. Not daring to say another word, he gave Francesca a pleading look.

“Both of you should go. I'll stay back with him.” Francesca patted her chest and declared, “Don't worry. With me around, nothing will happen to him.”

Danrique rolled his eyes at her. She's talking as if she’s the one protecting me.

Whatever it was, Sean felt relieved that Francesca volunteered to stay behind. With that, he and Sloan continued their journey forward.

Not in a hurry to take action, Danrique leaped agilely onto a tree. On it, he leaned against its trunk and closed his eyes to rest.

“Hey, are you abandoning me?” Francesca felt indignant. “That's so unchivalrous of you.”

Danrique ignored her.

Mimicking Danrique, Francesca took a few steps back and tried to jump up the tree. Unfortunately, she failed to do so due to how clumsy she was.

In the end, she climbed up the tree like a monkey instead. After settling on the branch next to him, she held her chin with her hand and observed him curiously.

Even under dire circumstances, Danrique could maintain his elegant demeanor. As the moonlight shone on his face, the gentle hue that illuminated his features made him look like an angel walking amongst men. It was truly a sight to behold.

How can such a handsome man exist in this world?

Francesca felt as if she would never feel tired of staring at him.

"What are you looking at?” Danrique asked in an icy tone as he knitted his brows at her.

"How did you know I was looking at you when your eyes were obviously closed?” Francesca waved her hand in front of his eyes

Grabbing her hand suddenly, Danrique gave her a piercing stare and warned, “Didn“t I tell you before that other than making money, you had better not have any other funny ideas?”

"Wha..." Just when Francesca wanted to rebut him, she suddenly felt as if teasing him would be a lot of fun. Hence, he changed her tact. “Do you know that it's impossible not to have any dirty thoughts considering how handsome you are?”

Stumped, Danrique gave her a curious look as if he weren't sure of what he had just heard.

Is she teasing me?

“Furthermore, I have noticed that not only are you good-looking, but you also have a kind heart.” At the sight of how dumbstruck he looked, Francesca's cheekiness grew. She reached out her hand to lift his chin. “Isn't it a shame to miss out on such a perfect man like you?”

“that's shameless of you!”

Danrique slapped her hand away in annoyance. Coincidentally, he revealed the necklace with a black cross that he was wearing around his neck.

The moment Francesca caught a glimpse of it, she wiped the cheeky look off her face and gradually leaned in. “What's this? Ah..."

Before she could finish, Danrique had pushed her down.

After falling down from the tree, she crashed into some bushes and shocked the birds that were sleeping within them.

“You b*stard, why did you push me?”

Holding onto her hips, Francesca felt an excruciating pain emanate throughout her body.

With his face filled with contempt, Danrique even felt that he had been humiliated.

Can it be that I was sending her the wrong signals? This audacious lady thinks she can have her way with me. Not only did she tease me but also touched me with her hand, damn it.

 

Chapter 1782 Protection

Just when Francesca wanted to climb back up the tree, she suddenly heard a sound from afar. Holding her breath, she pricked her ears to listen to the footsteps in the distance.

As the main troop was getting close, she could tell from the sound they made that there were a lot of them.

Hence, Danrique jumped down from the tree and ran in a different direction with Francesca in tow. She was cognizant that he was doing so to distract the enemy from catching up with Sean and Sloan.

Meanwhile, Danrique ran so fast that he looked like a cheetah darting through the forest.

Even though Francesca was inherently agile, she felt she was a weakling when compared to him. Soon, she just couldn't run anymore. Flinging his hand aside, she bent down and panted heavily to catch her breath.

“We have to go!” Danrique urged with a frown.

“I can’t run anymore. I just can't,” Francesca replied breathlessly.

"You're such a pain.”

When Danrique saw the approaching troops, he carried Francesca on his shoulders and continued running.

Despite being given a fright, Francesca didn't resist. After all, their enemies were close by and weren't short of bullets. If they didn’t continue to flee, they would soon be dead.

Francesca could hear the wind blow past her ears when he picked up his pace.

Despite carrying a full-grown adult on his back, Danrique didn't seem to be out of breath at all.

It was a testament to his amazing speed and stamina.

However, after running for a certain distance, he came to a stop. He was worried that their enemies didn't notice him and continued to pursue Sean instead.

“Put me down.”

When Francesca struggled for a while, Danrique threw her onto the ground.

“Ouch!” Francesca yelled in agony. The moment she got back to her feet, she thundered, “B*stard—" Before she could finish, Danrique covered her mouth.

Narrowing his gaze, he stared intently at the direction they had come from. He then looked at his feet to feel the tremors in the ground.

The pursuers are here and are getting closer.

“Get up the tree.”

Danrique took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves. Drawing his gun, he prepared for battle. “Can you fend them off alone?”

Francesca couldn't help but worry, for she surmised their enemies numbered in the hundreds.

It was impossible for him to take them all out regardless of how good he was.

“Stop wasting time.” Danrique was already annoyed.

Without another word, Francesca climbed up the tree and hid amongst its thick foliage.

Since she was dressed in black, it was extremely difficult for anyone to notice her presence in the darkness.

As a result, she was relatively safe in her hiding spot.

Unfortunately, it was extremely dangerous for Danrique who was ready to make a stand below. Why doesn't he hide or even run?

In the beginning, Francesca didn't get it at all. Nevertheless, the answer quickly dawned upon her. If they continued to flee, the enemy would maintain pursuit. However, with her as a burden, they could only get so far before their pursuers caught up.

In fact, if their enemies didn't find him, they might end up splitting up to search for Sean instead. Since a battle couldn't be avoided, Danrique might as well face it early on

At that instant, Francesca could feel that beneath his heartless expression was a heart of gold. When it came down to it, he would shoulder the burden of protecting those by his side. Even for his subordinates, he wouldn't let them sacrifice themselves unnecessarily. In fact, he actually bothered to protect me, a doctor he had met by chance.

While she was lost in her thoughts, the footsteps from afar began to gradually approach.

With no intention to hide, Danrique stood there waiting for the enemy. As the moonlight shone through the gaps of the leaves, they illuminated his face with a gentle light, making him look like a god who had descended from the heavens.

Frowning at him, Francesca couldn't bear to see him make such a sacrifice.

Just when she hesitated over whether she should fight by his side, a gunshot suddenly broke the silence of the night, disrupting the peace of the entire forest.

 

Chapter 1783 Capture

The next moment, the large group emerged from the mist and came swarming over.

Feeling her heart sink, Francesca watched them with a frown.

There were hundreds of members of the Mafia who were all armed with a weapon each. The moment they saw Danrique, their leader signaled for all of them to stop.

Despite the fact that Danrique was alone, they were still fearful of walking into a trap.

As a result, they approached him warily while holding tightly onto their guns.

Meanwhile, Danrique was unfazed as he swept his gaze across the men as if he weren't the one that they were looking to kill.

The Mafia’s leader spoke in Ustranasion, “Mr. Lindberg, the pastor wants you to be captured alive. As long as you give yourself up without a fight, we will not make things difficult for you.”

“Is that so?" Danrique broke into a smirk. “As of now, it isn't clear who it is that will be captured without a fight.”

"Erm..." Stumped, the leader of the Mafia added coldly, “I'm surprised that you can still be feisty under such dire circumstances. Now that your subordinates can't make it here in time, you are all alone. Regardless of how powerful you are, there's no way you can beat us.”

“Haha...” Danrique burst into devious laughter, as if they were nothing but ignorant insects. Consequently, his reaction unsettled the members of the Mafia further.

One of them asked their leader softly, “Boss, can this be a trap?”

“That's right. I heard the Lindbergs have many battle-hardened bodyguards under them. How can it be that he is alone?”

“Given that the Lindbergs are a famous warrior family, there's no way we can defeat them that easily. Therefore, is he trying to lure us into a trap?”

The situation perturbed many members of the Mafia. Despite facing Danrique with a force that numbered more than a hundred, none of them dared to attack him.

In fact, their leader was stricken with fear just by looking at Danrique. After all, he had seen for himself what Danrique was capable of at Casino Inferno. Thus, he was cognizant that the latter wasn't a normal human being at all.

Why is he keeping such a low profile today? Can it really be a trap?

The leader instructed softly, “Go around and check if there's an ambush.”

"Yes, boss.” His subordinates did as they were told.

At that moment, Francesca knitted her brows while watching from amongst the trees. She didn't understand what Danrique was trying to do.

“Mr. Lindberg, please put down your gun and come with us.”

The leader aimed his gun at Danrique. Despite the uneasiness he felt, he was sure that they could still deal with an ambush due to their overwhelming numbers.

That was where he derived his courage from.

"Okay!"

Unexpectedly, Danrique didn't resist. Hanging his gun by his finger, he gradually walked up to them with a smile.

His calm and cooperativeness unsettled the leader and his subordinates instead.

Upon the leader's hand signal, his men pointed their guns at Danrique, worried about the tricks he may pull out of his sleeve.

Meanwhile, hidden in the trees, Francesca was filled with anxiety.

Is he really going to surrender? What if he gets captured? Who's going to pay for his hundred million medical fees?

Just when she was lost in thought, she suddenly heard an agonizing scream.

The next moment, the leader was captured by Danrique. The latter had one arm around his neck and the other pointing a gun at the leader's head. He thundered, “Back off!"

Everyone was dumbstruck by the sudden turn of events, for they had their guns pointed at Danrique all the time and didn't realize when he held their leader hostage.

His movements were so swift that they had missed it the moment they blinked.

Everyone was stunned by Danrique’s threat.

“Mr. Lindberg, there's no point in holding me hostage. With so many of us around, there's no escape for you.”

Regaining his senses, the leader tried his best to put up a strong front.

“You're mistaken.” Danrique’s eyes glistened as he looked out toward the horizon. “I have no plans to flee.”

 

Chapter 1784 God

"You..." The leader couldn't believe his ears. “Can it be that this is your plan all along?”

Smirking, Danrique replied coldly. “The pastor has been trying to use you to destroy me all this while. Thus, I have no choice but to eradicate all of you for my own good.”

“You have got to be kidding me, right?” The leader's eyes darted around and didn't see any reinforcements. “Do you think you alone can annihilate all of us?”

“Do you truly believe that I'm alone?”

Just as he spoke with a mysterious tone, he blew a long and strange whistle in the forest's direction. Thus, the members of the Mafia were terrified, thinking that Danrique was summoning his subordinates.

Nevertheless, their leader pretended to stay calm. “Don't be afraid. Even if he receives reinforcements, they will not outnumber us.”

Unfortunately, his words fell on deaf ears, as he was being held hostage by Danrique.

Without their leader, the men began to waver.

Meanwhile, Francesca scanned the surroundings, for she was curious to know if Sean had managed to return with backup.

At that moment, footsteps rang out through the forest.

And then, countless green eyes emerged in the darkness and began approaching them.

“This...”

"Wolves! They're wolves!”

Everyone widened their eyes in shock as they looked ahead of them.

Just like stars that dotted the sky, the green eyes sparkled with menacing hostility.

When Francesca saw the wolves, she gawked. He actually summoned wolves? How can he even do that?

She thought back to when the wolves first appeared. Danrique seemed unmoved back then. In the end, she felt smug about herself, thinking that she was the one who chased the wolves away.

But recalling the event now, she realized the wolves weren't there because of her.

Instead..

"Oh my God!”

Terrified by the sight, the members of the Mafia retreated in panic.

"Don't be afraid, we have guns,” the leader reassured his men. “Fire at—"

Before he could finish, the wolves pounced on the members of the Mafia at Danrique’s signal. “Argh!”

All of a sudden, agonizing wails and gunshots filled the air.

Stricken by panic, the Mafia began shooting randomly but was still no match for the ferocity of the hungry wolves.

Given that the wolves had always been the apex predators in the forest, their attacks were unimaginably vicious, a testament to their bloodthirsty instinct.

As fear spread throughout the men, they were in no condition to fight the wolves anymore. Watching in horror, their leader had already lost the will to fight.

As for Francesca, she was dumbfounded by what she had witnessed.

Even though she too could summon beasts, she had never seen such a gory scene before.

A short while later, gunshots rang out from another corner of the forest. It heralded the arrival of Sean, Gordon, and the rest of the Lindberg family bodyguards. Also, they were accompanied by a huge group of police officers.

By then, the Mafia had suffered countless casualties

Upon seeing what had happened, the bewildered police pulled out their guns vigilantly. Meanwhile, Danrique dispersed the wolves when he was certain that the battle was won. After handing over the Mafia leader to the police, he turned and left.

Having taken a few steps, something occurred to him. He instructed Sean, “She's on the tree.” “Yes, Mr. Lindberg!" Sean hurried over to get Francesca. “Dr. Felch, you can come down now!” When Francesca jumped down from the tree, she almost sprained her foot. Fortunately, Sloan caught her in time. “Master Felch, are you alright?”

Francesca didn't reply. Instead, she turned to look at Danrique.

As dawn broke, his towering bigger exuded an aura of lonely pride.

When the morning rays shone upon his face, he had the look of a triumphant hero.

After all, he had single-handedly subdued hundreds of members of the Mafia without wasting a single bullet.

In fact, it wouldn't be an overstatement to call him the God of War.

No wonder everyone trembles in fear at his name.

At that moment, Francesca realized that despite his gentle appearance, Danrique was exponentially stronger and more terrifying than she ever imagined.

 

Chapter 1785 Deja Vu

After Danrique left the scene, Gordon handed him a white towel which he used to methodically wipe the blood off his hands. Then, he ordered sternly, “Take them all away.”

“Yes, Mr. Lindberg.” Gordon went off to help the police tie up loose ends.

Meanwhile, Sean had led Francesca to rejoin Danrique and followed him ahead.

At the break of dawn, they had left the forest and arrived at a field.

There, Francesca was shocked by the sight that greeted her.

A few helicopters were parked on the field. At the same time, they were flanked by two rows of jeeps.

At that moment, Danrique’s subordinates had made two lines and were waiting respectfully for him. Walking ahead amidst the sunrise, he exuded an air of dignified nobility.

“Mr. Lindberg!” everyone greeted Danrique with a bow.

The vigor and spirit they displayed felt especially invigorating in the morning.

Consequently, it dawned upon Francesca that the leader of the Mafia was right. Everything that happened the night before went according to Danrique's plan.

He had expected the Mafia to attack. Hence, he lured them out to a secluded area on the outskirts of the city.

Francesca had even assumed that she had saved him with her amazing driving skills. In truth, his men had already prepared everything.

They were waiting for all the Mafia’s troops to appear so that they can be wiped out in one fell SWOOP.

“Dr. Felch, Dr. Felch,” Sean called out.

Only then did Francesca regain her senses. “Hmm?”

“It's time to get in.” Sean held the car door for her.

"What about him?” Francesca watched as Danrique got into the helicopter. “Isn't he going home?” “There's something he needs to do and he will be back in the evening,” Sean replied.

“Okay,” Francesca grunted and got into the car.

After Sean and Sloan joined her inside, they drove down the hill.

Behind them, the helicopter gradually took off, whipping up the leaves from the ground in a maelstrom.

Francesca opened the car window and stuck her head out. Then, she squinted her eyes and looked toward the sky.

She saw Danrique sitting inside the helicopter, looking extremely cool in his sunglasses.

As she stared intently at him, she had a faint feeling of déja vu.

In that scene, he was also sitting in the helicopter, while she was looking up from the forest and gradually watching him leave.

No. I have just gotten to know him. There's no way we shared that experience before. My swooning must cloud my judgment over him.

Francesca then collected her thoughts and stopped dwelling upon the matter.

As their card sped along the uneven road. The beautiful scenery on both sides of the route was a feast for the eyes indeed.

Francesca had planned to sleep. However, she was so captivated by the stunning view that she lay by the window and admired it instead.

“Dr. Felch, thank you for what you've done last night. Nevertheless, there's something I must tell you."

After passing her a bottle of water, Sean reminded with a smile, “With regards to the things that you have seen, my advice is for you to keep them to yourself. Don't ask about them, for knowing too much doesn't do you any good—"

“Isn't that obvious?” Francesca interrupted. “I have no interest in those matters. However, after saving all of you last night, shouldn't I be paid something as appreciation?”

“Erm...” Sean was stunned. He had never met a girl that was so direct and money-minded at the same time.

However, Mr. Lindberg is right. Problems that money can solve aren't difficult problems at all.

“I don't see any problems with the fee. I'll check with Mr. Lindberg on that later.”

"A few tens of millions should suffice.” Francesca waved her hand as if she was easy to negotiate with. “Since all of us are so chummy now, there's no need to be particular about this.”

“Erm...” Sean was rendered speechless.

"By the way,” Francesca asked, as she could no longer hold back her curiosity, “does that dude know how to summon wolves?"

"Dr. Felch, you can address him as Mr. Lindberg, just like us,” Sean sternly reminded.

“But I'm not his subordinate,” Francesca casually remarked.

“Since he pays you, he is considered your employer.” Sean's point was reasonable.

 

Chapter 1786 Developing Interest

“Whatever!” Francesca rolled her eyes at him.

“I think it is best if you don't stick your nose into these affairs. Like I said, knowing too much won't do you any good,” Sean reminded her.

“Ugh! You're so long-winded! I didn't think guys could nag so much!” Francesca exclaimed.

“I know that, okay? I don’t need you teaching me what to do. The fact that he’s keeping so many wild animals in his courtyard suggests that he’s planning to tame them through scientific methods. He is indeed a very talented and calm person, but he has very little experience when it comes to taming animals. It's obvious that it was his first attempt at summoning the wolf pack earlier...” Francesca deduced.

"How did you know?"

Francesca rolled her eyes at him again. “I was raised by wolves, duh!”

Those words had barely left her mouth when she froze in shock.

Wait... I remember that I was raised by wolves? I may have lost my memories, but I get flashbacks from my subconscious every once in a while. Most of them are just instincts that were deeply rooted in my mind though...

"Oh, I see... So that's why you're able to communicate with animals...” Sean was just as shocked. "You're amazing, Master Felch!” Sloan exclaimed with a look of admiration.

Francesca flashed him a smile and continued asking Sean, “By the way, that stunt he pulled was far too dangerous. What if he fails to summon the wolves? Wouldn't he end up dead?”

“We think it's dangerous too. It's a good thing he did it successfully this time, and we were lucky that Gordon rushed over in time too. Things would've turned ugly by the time Sloan and I make our way out of the forest and send our location signal!” Sean said with a guilty expression

Francesca smiled. “It was really risky, but at least we won. Sometimes, bravery is key to achieving victory in times of danger. Fortune favors the brave, after all! I think he must've set everything up in advance...”

“Yeah, I just found out that he deliberately had Gordon investigate something else so that Mafia would drop its guard...” Sean paused mid-sentence before continuing in a nonchalant tone, "Anyway, Mr. Lindberg had Gordon gather the men and tracked us through our location signal.” “Wait, I thought there was no signal in the forest? How did Gordon know where we were?” Francesca asked curiously.

"Gordon was aware of us making our way up the mountain. He was rushing over toward us from the opposite direction. He did lose our signal when we entered the forest, though. While Mr. Lindberg asked us to go down the mountain and get our signal out to Gordon, he had already signaled Gordon through some other method,” Sean explained.

"What method would that be?” Francesca pressed on.

“That's something you don't have to know.” Sean didn't want to provide her with too much information.

"Did he attach tracking devices to the animals? No, that can’t be right. The animals didn't leave the forest... What about on the birds, then? The birds could get the signal out if they fly high enough!” Francesca racked her brain trying to figure it out.

“But the signal would be lost if the birds get too high up in the sky!” Sean replied with a chuckle. “How did he do it, then? Looks like I've still got a lot to learn... Solving problems through traditional methods alone isn't going to cut it...” Francesca said.

“I think you should just focus on treating Mr. Lindberg for now. His treatment has been delayed for many days now, and his wound is starting to get inflamed,” Sean reminded her.

"And whose fault was it for kicking me out, huh?” Francesca shot him a sarcastic look.

“Well...” Sean found himself at a loss for words.

“Whatever... I can start the treatment tonight.”

Having taken an interest in Danrique, Francesca was eager to get him treated so she could ask him how he got the signal out.

Chapter 1787 Worsening Condition

After returning to the Lindberg family castle, Francesca prepared the herbal concoction and had the medical staff brew it in preparation for Danrique’s treatment later that night.

She then took a hot shower in her room, blew her hair dry, and treated her wounds before taking a nap.

Francesca never seemed to have issues with eating and sleeping, regardless of what she had been through.

I'll have to get that black and gold necklace back...

She thought to herself as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

Francesca was jolted awake later on by the sound of thunder outside her window.

After rubbing her eyes sleepily, she turned over to the other side and was about to carry on sleeping when someone knocked on the door. “Are you awake, Dr. Felch?”

“Nope!” Francesca mumbled in response.

She clearly just responded to me, and yet she says she isn't awake?

The maid snickered in amusement at the thought of that. She then knocked on the door again as she said, “Mr. Lindberg has returned. Sean asks you to prepare for his treatment, so please—"

“Got it.”

Francesca reluctantly climbed out of bed and changed her clothes before dragging herself out of the room.

“It was raining heavily, so Mr. Lindberg will be taking the herbal bath in his room tonight,” Sean explained.

“Whatever, just fetch me my medical kit and silver needles,” Francesca mumbled while yawning. "Everything has already been prepared for you. Mr. Lindberg is inside his room at the moment. We should head over now.”

“Let's go.”

Francesca then followed Sean into Danrique’s room.

The room was incredibly spacious and required them to go through a study room before arriving at his bed.

On the side, she could see a cabinet used for storing his wine and liquor.

His huge, white bed looked spotless and neat. The only items he had on his nightstand were an alarm clock and an old book.

The tidiness and cleanliness of the room reflected his simplicity and discipline, which matched his personality very well.

“Mr. Lindberg is in the bathroom. Please wait a moment.”

Sean then made his way toward the bathroom door and knocked on the door as he said, “Mr. Lindberg? Dr. Felch is here to see you.”

After getting a response from Danrique, Sean cautiously opened the door and motioned at Francesca to go in. “After you, Dr. Felch!”

“I thought I was supposed to just instruct the doctor in acupuncture? Where is he?” Francesca asked curiously.

“The doctor ran away in fear after the chaos last night, so you'll have to treat Mr. Lindberg in the meantime. We'll have him continue the treatment after we bring him back here,” Sean explained softly.

“All right... I guess it cant be helped, then...” Francesca mumbled reluctantly as she made her way into the bathroom

Danrique had his eyes closed as he lay in the huge, round bathtub. He was naked from the waist up and only had a towel wrapped around his waist.

The steam inside the bathroom made his amazing figure look even sexier than usual. He had an exhausted look on his handsome face, and the frown between his brows suggested that he was in deep thought.

"Dr. Felch is here, Mr. Lindberg.”

Sean frowned when he noticed how Francesca was staring at Danrique.

Looks like I was right about her lusting over Mr. Lindberg’s body! She sure has some guts...

"Okay." Danrique slowly opened his eyes and shifted his gaze toward Francesca as he continued, "Are you done staring?”

“I need to get a good look to assess your condition, okay? Now, sit up straight so I can examine the wound on your waist!” Francesca retorted.

Danrique frowned in displeasure and reluctance, but did as told anyway.

Francesca leaned in to have a closer look and furrowed her brows when she saw the state of his wound. “It's starting to fester. We'll have to operate on it.”

Sean grew anxious when he heard that. “What? But you said some bandages and acupuncture would suffice!”

Do you not see how badly it is festering now? The wound was about the size of an egg before, but now it's as huge as a palm! If we don't do something about this, the pus will enter the body and affect the internal organs... No, that might have already started happening!”

 

Chapter 1788 Prevent From Taking Advantage

"What should we do?” Sean asked worriedly.

“Fetch me the blade!” Francesca urged.

“Here, you can use this.” Danrique handed her his crescent-shaped dagger as he continued, “Don't worry. Just do whatever it is you need to do.”

He was so casual about it even though it was him who would be operated upon.

Francesca got to her feet. “I'll go prepare the anesthesia.”

“No need for that. Just get it over with as quickly as possible!” Danrique was getting a little impatient.

“It's going to be very painful. I will have to cut off all the necrotic tissue in the area—"

“Shut up! Just do as I said!” Danrique shouted while closing his eyes.

“Very well. You asked for it.”

Francesca then sat down beside the bathtub and began carving the necrotic flesh off Danrique’s wound while Sean watched on in horror.

Upon stealing a glance at Danrique, Francesca noticed that he was only frowning slightly and didn't seem to be in pain at all.

The blood flowing out of the wound slowly dripped into the bathtub and stained the herbal concoction dark red.

On top of that, the bathroom was also filled with the scent of the herbal concoction and the stench of blood.

Because Francesca was very decisive with her cuts, it didn't take her long to remove all of the necrotic tissue. “All right, I'll go wait outside. Put your pants back on and come on out. I'll treat your wound for you.”

She then washed her hands and left the bathroom.

“Mr. Lindberg! Are you okay? Does it hurt?” Sean quickly closed the door and helped Danrique up. “I'm fine,” Danrique replied calmly while climbing out of the bathtub.

After wiping the herbal concoction off his body, he put on his pants and walked out of the bathroom

As the wound was still bleeding, his white pants were soon stained red.

"Here, sit down!” Francesca ordered as she continued preparing the bandages and medication. Danrique sat down on the sofa and began wiping his hair with the towel.

Sean came over and handed him a glass of water, but he refused it and said, “I want vodka on the rocks!”

“But...”

“Let him have it. This next step is going to hurt a lot, so the booze will help numb some of the pain,” Francesca said while disinfecting a silver needle.

"Dr. Felch, should we give him some painkillers or something?” Sean asked anxiously as he poured Danrique a glass of vodka.

Francesca glanced at Danrique. “Do you want any?”

“That won't be necessary,” Danrique replied while sipping on the vodka.

“I sure hope you're as tough as you sound. What you felt earlier in the bathroom was just the tip of the iceberg. The real agonizing pain begins when I apply the medication later. You'd better prepare yourself for it!” Francesca said with a smile.

Danrique glared at her in annoyance. “You talk too much, you know that?"

Francesca simply arched an eyebrow at him as she grabbed her medical kit and knelt down in front of him.

“I'm going to apply the medication now, so brace yourself.”

“Stop talking so much... Mmph...”

Danrique was halfway through his sentence when he groaned in pain and started trembling all over. D*mn, she’s right! The pain I felt earlier is nothing compared to this! It feels like someone is drilling at my heart with an electric drill!

Danrique thought to himself with his fists tightly clenched.

He was in so much pain that his entire body tensed up, his veins bulged from his forehead, and his eyes became bloodshot.

“Mr. Lindberg! Be gentle, Dr. Felch!” Sean was starting to panic.

“I can't.”

Francesca had gotten so used to life and death that she was completely unfazed.

She quickly finished applying the medication and began bandaging Danrique’s wound.

Due to the large size of the wound, Francesca had no choice but to kneel in front of him and loop the bandage around his waist.

Not used to having a woman get so close to him, Danrique frowned deeply and remained as still as a statue.

Despite the excruciating pain he was experiencing, he kept his gaze fixated on her to make sure she didn't take advantage of him.

 

Chapter 1789 I Will Stay Here Tonight

Because Francesca was completely focused on treating him, she didn’t seem to notice that tiny detail.

Soon, the bandaging of the wound was complete.

Francesca put on a pair of latex gloves and began the acupuncture procedure

“He may have a fever that comes and goes several times tonight, so he'll need someone to watch over him and monitor his body temperature. It mustn't go past a hundred and two, okay? Let me know if it's about to exceed that temperature.”

“You can't leave tonight, Dr. Felch. We may have people watching over him, but summoning you every time his temperature goes up is far too troublesome. How about you just stay here instead?” Francesca kept quiet until she was done with the acupuncture procedure. “Maybe you should ask him if he wants me to stay. He was frowning so hard when I bandaged his wound that his eyebrows nearly ended up in knots. Honestly, he made it look like I was trying to rape him or something.” “Uh...” Sean was at a loss for words.

Danrique was sweating so much from the pain that he couldn't even be bothered to argue with her. “Well? Do you want your life or your virginity?” Francesca teased him.

“Get lost!” Danrique shouted angrily through clenched teeth.

"See? He asked me to get lost, so I have no choice but to do so. Keep an eye on his temperature, and summon me if it goes too high,” Francesca said while she took her gloves off and walked away. "You..."

Sean was left speechless by her behavior.

What... She has got to be the most difficult doctor I have ever seen! We're paying her a huge sum of money for this treatment, and yet she acts like she owns this place?

After returning to her room, Francesca had a little snack and went back to sleep. She was really tired after going an entire night without rest.

She had just fallen asleep when a knocking was heard on the door. “Dr. Felch! Dr. Felch!”

“What is it?” she asked sleepily.

“Mr. Lindberg is having a fever! Mr. Lowe requests your presence immediately! Please come quick!” shouted the female medical staff.

Although reluctant, Francesca had no choice but to get out of bed after she was woken up. She rubbed her eyes as she got dressed and dragged her exhausted body into the room next door.

The light was off in the room, and it was only illuminated by an orange-colored lamp on the wall. The warm lighting from the lamp cast a gentle glow over the room and added some warmth to its cold color theme.

Danrique was lying on the bed and appeared to be unconscious.

Sean and Gordon could be seen standing on the side with worried looks on their faces.

Two medical staff were kneeling beside the bed and wiping Danrique’s sweat off with warm towels. "What's his temperature?” Francesca asked as she made her way over.

"A hundred and one degrees, Dr. Felch! Please take a look at him!” Sean replied.

Francesca yawned. “Didn't I say to only summon me if it reaches a hundred and two degrees? It's still too early now!”

“But, Dr. Felch...” Sean was about to say something further, but Gordon got so mad that he cut him off, “Dr. Felch, we paid you a huge sum of money to look after Mr. Lindberg! How could you behave so unprofessionally?”

Instead of getting mad at him, Francesca simply shot him a glance as she explained patiently, “When kids have fevers, we try to reduce their body temperature through physical means unless it goes past a certain level where medication is necessary.”

She then sat down lazily on the sofa and continued, “My fever medication has some side effects, so I won't administer it unless absolutely necessary.”

"Even so, you should stay here instead of going back to sleep in the room!” Gordon shouted angrily. “That's enough, Gordon. Dr. Felch, you may not be aware of Mr. Lindberg’s identity, but his safety will affect the fate of an entire family and an organization. We really can't afford to have anything go wrong with his treatment.”

Francesca frowned slightly. “This has nothing to do with his identity. Being a doctor, I will do everything I can to save him even if he's just an ordinary person.”

"But—"

Not wanting to waste any more time and energy talking to them, Francesca cut them off, “Fine, I'll stay here tonight, so you guys can leave.”

 

Chapter 1790 Stolen Kiss

“I don't think that's a good idea...”

"We'll be in the study room. Just call out to us if anything happens.”

Gordon was a lot more blunt with his words, whereas Sean was smarter and knew how to best go about it.

Naturally, they didn’t want to leave Francesca alone in the room with Danrique as his safety was their ultimate priority.

Francesca, on the other hand, was a mysterious person that they still knew nothing about.

There was no telling what ulterior motives she could be having.

However, Sean knew she would only give in to persuasion and not coercion, so he decided to use a softer approach.

“Whatever, you guys can do as you wish.”

Francesca didn't seem to care and continued sleeping on the sofa.

"Hey! How could you—"

Gordon was about to yell at her again, but Sean quickly dragged him away before he could say anything further.

Sean also got the other maids to exit the room, leaving only a single medical staff to clean up the wet towels and monitor Danrique’s temperature.

“Let me know when his temperature reaches a hundred and two degrees...” Francesca mumbled lazily as she lay down comfortably on the sofa.

"Yes, Master Felch,” the medical staff replied politely.

Francesca was extremely tired as she didn't get much sleep while nursing Snowy back to health a few days ago, and she had gone through an entire night without sleep last night as well.

As such, all she wanted at the moment was to get a good night's sleep.

The female medical staff continued to reduce Danrique’s temperature with a wet towel while taking his temperature every thirty minutes.

Meanwhile, Gordon was watching everything from the study room. His face was all red from anxiety when he saw Francesca just sleeping there on the sofa.

"Sit down, will you? Stop pacing about like some trapped animal. Kerrie said his temperature hasn't gotten past a hundred and two degrees, so his condition isn't as serious as we thought. We should just wait here patiently,” Sean said calmly.

“We spent so much money hiring her, and yet she's acting like she owns the d*mned place...” Gordon ranted angrily.

“Mr. Lindberg trusts her, so we have no choice...”

Having worked with Danrique for a long time, Sean understood him very well.

He didn't like Francesca either, but he had faith in her medical knowledge and skills.

Gordon simply let out a huge sigh and said nothing further after that.

Time continued to tick by, and it was soon three in the morning.

“Master Felch, Mr. Lindberg's temperature has reached a hundred and two degrees!” Kerrie shouted in shock all of a sudden.

"What's going on?”

Sean and Gordon came rushing over immediately, but Francesca was still sleeping on the sofa. “Hey, Dr. Felch! Dr. Felch!” Sean called out to her.

"Huh?" Francesca rubbed her eyes in annoyance as she sat up straight.

"Master Felch, Mr. Lindberg's temperature has reached a hundred and two!” Kerrie repeated herself while holding the thermometer up to Francesca's face.

Francesca narrowed her eyes as she took a closer look at the thermometer. Seconds later, she became wide awake and ran over to touch Danrique’s forehead. She even reached her hand into his shirt and touched his chest just to make sure.

Yup, he really is burning up...

"Prepare a glass of warm water!” Francesca ordered.

“Coming right up!” Kerrie was about to go get the water, but Sean was faster.

“I'll get it! You stay here and help Dr. Felch out!” he shouted while pouring a glass of warm water. Francesca then placed a black-colored pill into Danrique’s mouth and tried to wash it down with some water, but he wouldn't drink it no matter what.

"Shall we wake Mr. Lindberg up?” Gordon asked anxiously from the side.

“He's sleeping like a log right now, so waking him up won't be possible.”

Francesca continued to feed Danrique the water, but he just wouldn't swallow it.

Getting desperate, she pinched his nose and fed him the water orally instead.

“Ah!”

Sean, Gordon, and Kerrie were all stunned by what they had just witnessed.

Their eyes were wide with shock, and they had disbelief written all over their faces.

That kiss continued for over a minute before Francesca finally got Danrique to swallow the pill. Feeling relieved when she saw his throat moving, Francesca filled her mouth with water again and forcefully fed it to Danrique a second time.

After that, she wiped the corner of her mouth with her sleeve and licked her lips like she just had a snack.