Blair agreed with a big smile, "I think so too!"

Joslyn joked, "Look at you! There's a glint in your eye."

“Of course. You didn't happen to run into him on your way here?" Blair wondered when he left.

“No. The nurse said he left after taking a phone call," Joslyn told her.

“Oh, but he shouldn't be at work. He hasn't recovered yet." Hartwell heard what she said.

“Wesley's job is special. If he were paralyzed, he'd have to find a way to get to work. Besides, he is almost recovered," he said.

“Sounds cruel." Blair felt bad for Wesley.

“Not at all.

I assume he'll be back to work soon and will be super busy." Because of the information on the SD card, a new operation concerning more than one hundred human Lives was being put together.

Even if Wesley wasn't part of the mission itself, he still was in command.

Hartwell put the warm food on the table by the bed and wheeled it over to her.

"Focus on getting better. Don't worry. Wesley will be fine.”

“Yeah." Blair hoped everything would be okay. She was about to grab a spoon when Joslyn picked up the bowl and said, “Sit still. I'LL feed you." By instinct, Blair wanted to decline. Then she looked at her hand, and opened her mouth.

Before putting the spoon in her mouth, Joslyn blew on the congee patiently.

“Joslyn is feeding me personally, and she’s pregnant. She take care of you like this?" Blair joked, looking at Hartwell.

Hartwell rolled his eyes at Blair.

"That's because I've never been Laid up in the hospital Like you."

Blair retorted, "Humph! It is what it is."

Hartwell frowned.

“How'd it happen, anyway? Wasn't Wesley supposed to be protecting you?"

"Nothing he could have done. Someone handed me a micro-SD card. Some guys were after it. They knew Wesley was in the hospital, so they figured they could do what they wanted." Blair never blamed Wesley for what happened. In fact, she was grateful to him-he saved her again.

She still remembered how, surrounded by a dozen armed gangsters, Wesley had insisted the leader carry her out. And the man walked into an ambush set up by the soldier.

“So, you're defending him now? I can't say anything bad about him? Let me remind you, young lady, you're not dating him. He won't even admit you're his girlfriend." Hartwell got mad every time he thought of it.

Blair shrugged.

"Not his fault either. I just have to be more persistent."