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Chapter 1166 Rowan Was Considerate "It's OK. | can stop updating it for one day occasionally," answered Claire. "Aunt Violet, rest more. I'll be watching you. Nothing is more important than you." Violet rubbed her hair. She always loved Claire as her biological daughter.
"Claire, do you know Dr. Watson well?" she asked tentatively.
Claire thought for a moment and answered, "Not really. Why? Aunt Violet, if you want to ask him for help, he will definitely. Doctors are always warm-hearted." "This young man is outstanding. He has a good occupation, and he's nice." Rowan's face flashed through Violet's mind. "He's also good-looking but not girlish. Although he looks tough, he is gentle." From her expression, Claire knew how much Violet liked Rowan. Instantly, she understood why.
Thinking about the scene where she bumped into Rowan's arms, she bectense, her heart racing again. "Aunt Violet, Dr.
Watson has a girlfriend. Can you stop matchmaking?" "What?" Violet's heart jolted in shock, feeling disappointed. "Does he have a girlfriend?" "Right." "Who is it?" Violet didn't want to give up, doubting that Claire had lied. "How do you know his privacy so well? Who is that girl? You can't lie to me." "Dr. Daphne Wells," Claire answered, "If you stayed here long enough, you would probably meet her in person." "Alas..." Violet heaved a sigh but still didn't fully believe her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA moment later, Claire checked the infusion bottle. "Aunt Violet, the bottle will be empty soon. There should be another one." When she stood up and was about to press the service button, the ward door was open.
Claire and Violet looked over.
Rowan entered, holding a laptop in one hand and a bottle of pills in the other.
Then he passed the laptop to Claire.
Claire took it over dully and watched him change the infusion bottle. He was tall and slender. She saw the halo above his head again.
While carefully adjusting the dripping speed, Rowan said, "I'll slow down this bottle. Or you'll have a feeling of fullness. It's normal.
Don't worry." "All right. Thanks a lot, Dr. Watson." Violet looked up at the young man. From her angle, she still thought he was attractive.
His gentleness brought a strong sense of security to Violet, and his voice had power. Violet liked him indeed.
Claire also stared at him all the time. However, Rowan didn't look at her. After adjusting the dripping speed, he was about to leave the ward.
"Wait!" Claire called him and made him stop mid-step.
At the door, Rowan looked back. Their gazes met in mid-air.
"Your laptop." Claire raised the laptop, walking towards him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmRowan's gaze fell on it and then her face. "Don't you update your today?" Claire was taken aback.
Rowan withdrew his gaze and left the ward without looking back.
Claire gazed at his receding figure in a daze for a while. Gradually, he vanished from her sight.
"Claire, Dr. Watson is indeed considerate. He even took the initiative to send you the laptop." Violet was excited. "Does he have a crush on you?" Claire walked back to the bed. "Con, Aunt Violet! He has a girlfriend." She smiled shyly. "lI don't think he has a crush on me.
We're not close." "Then why did he lend his laptop to you? It's his personal one, isn't it?" Claire couldn't answer her question as she didn't know what was in Rowan's mind.
"Oops! You blushed." Violet had experienced such things. "Don't tellyou don't like him." Claire sat in a chair. "Men are disasters. | won't fall in love. All right, Aunt Violet, | need to update my for a while." She turned on the laptop.
Then she found the file and folder she had created the other day were not deleted. Warmth traveled in her veins again.