A moment later, the doctor carefully said, "Even so, there's always the risk of complications, and by then it might be too late to save her…"
James Mason held the coffee cup in his hand, his long fingers caressing the cup idly, saying lazily, "Don't I still have you all here? You'll ensure she doesn't have complications, right? Hmm?"
Although he was still smiling, those familiar with him instantly saw a sharpness in his demeanor. The doctor bowed his head respectfully, saying, "Yes, Young Master Mason."
James nodded in satisfaction, stood up, turned to Elaine, and said, "I'm going to the study now; bring me the recent documents I haven't reviewed."
"Yes, Young Master Mason."
Elaine nodded, watching James leave, then turned to look at the woman lying on the bed.
She looked so fragile, like she couldn't withstand a blow, completely out of place here.
This was the first time in many years that James brought a woman back from outside.
