"If I don't bring her back, they will only believe I'm in the wrong."
"Besides, I'm serious about Eva Nightingale."
Subordinate: "!!!"
Mr. President, you're serious in the wrong place, wrong, wrong indeed.
The words have been spoken and the advice given; but it seems to have no effect?
As subordinates, we dare not interrupt much, but inwardly feel that the President's approach is rather stubborn.
*
Two days later, Arthur Easton, lying on the hospital bed, finally woke up.
Opening his eyes, the first thing that flashed through his mind was the image of Eva Nightingale, his crimson lips lightly parted: "Is she okay?"
Hearing Arthur Easton's voice, the subordinates were stunned at first, standing watch outside, they rushed in through the door.
Kneeling by the bedside: "Master Easton, you're finally awake!"
Oh my god, they thought...
