The President’s Five Children

“Doctor, could you please prescribe some painkillers for me?” Bonnie said.

The female doctor had previously determined that there was nothing wrong with Bonnie’s test report.

So even if it is painful, it is subconsciously assumed that it is just a brief after-effect of a lumbar strain.

Hearing Bonnie say she wanted painkillers, she very readily agreed.

“I’ll prescribe you a three-day dose, and if it doesn’t hurt at the back, you shouldn’t keep taking it.” The female doctor said.

Bonnie nodded and smiled, “Okay, thank you.”

After prescribing the medicine, Bonnie took the four youngsters back to the Sunshine Villa.

She quietly took a painkiller in her room before nestling in bed and starting to draw the design.

Bonnie did not leave the room until the afternoon.

It was almost nightfall when there was a knock at the door outside.

“Mrs. Grant, it’s almost time for dinner, so get ready to come downstairs.” It was Donna’s voice.

Bonnie mumbled, set the tablet aside, and got ready to get up and out of bed.

But a slight movement, involving the back, the pain blacked out, directly kneeling on the carpet.

There was a muffled thud that scared Donna and she hurriedly shouted from the doorway, “Mrs. Grant what’s wrong with you, are you okay? I’m coming in now.”

Almost as soon as the words were spoken, the door to the room was pushed open.

A strong wind blew in Bonnie’s face, while she was sat back on the edge of the bed by a pair of Thucydides’ large and favorable hands.

The familiar crisp scent burrowed into the tip of her nose and brought her back a bit.

Looking at the handsome man in front of her, Bonnie looked like a little stammerer, “When did you … you come back?”

“I’ve been in the study.” Sebastian’s voice was raspy and dark.

Huh?

Bonnie rubbed her nose in embarrassment.

She thought the man had left the hospital and gone to the office and not returned.

“Sorry about today, I really didn’t know that fern was that effective, I thought it was good for your body, after all, I see you always stay up late …” Bonnie said in a very small voice.

Sebastian, however, skipped right over the topic as if he hadn’t heard it, “Back still hurts?”

“It doesn’t hurt anymore, I just wasn’t standing still.” Bonnie shook her head and denied it.

Anyway, it is not a big deal, rest a few days to get well, why let everyone follow the worry.

Sebastian hmmed, got up and stood up, condescending, “Then go downstairs and eat by yourself.”

Dropping these words, Sebastian left the room straight away.

Just turning around, his thin lips unconsciously rose a half a point.

After a while, Bonnie pretended to look unconventional before she went downstairs to eat.

It was only then that she realized that Eric was also at the Sunshine Villa.

“Mrs. Grant, the dishes tonight have been carefully designed by me to be especially nourishing.” Eric said.

Bonnie gave a hint and sat down at the table, full of expectation, “What are the dishes, bring them out for me to see.”

Eric then brought out two dishes from the kitchen.

They are blood vermicelli soup and stir-fried pork liver with pickled vegetables.

“These are blood-supplementing dishes, didn’t the doctor say Mrs. Grant that you are deficient in blood? You should eat more.” Eric said seriously.

Bonnie was not very interested in both dishes, but due to Eric’s good intentions, she had to eat two bites and complimented against her will, “It’s really good.”

“Of course, from the ingredients to the preparation process, I control the whole process.” Eric said.Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

With that, he went to the kitchen and brought out another soup.

“No, no, no, I’ll have enough of these.” Bonnie’s scalp was tingling.

Eric said seriously, “This is for Mr. Grant, Mrs. Grant, didn’t you say Mr. Grant has bad energy? So I prepared … Tonic soup!”