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Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 777 An Accident At T Corporation
Despite the chilly weather in the night, Luke broke out in a cold sweat when he could not see Bianca.
He parked the car by the roadside, and his sharp gaze pierced every dark corner.
He thought of many horrifying possibilities. Could someone have abducted her?
After all, Wayne Blatt had not been brought to justice. That man would do anything, now that he was forced into a dead end!
Luke hurriedly took out his phone and began to dial her number.
He did not want Bianca to follow him to the basement parking lot because the place was not well-ventilated. He did not expect
her to disappear after leaving her alone for a short while...
Luke had just dialed her number when he noticed a frail figure appear at the entrance of the office building.
It was Bianca.
Luke dashed up to Bianca and hugged her tightly. "Where were you? Why didn't you wait for me?" He roared.
He hugged her so tightly as though he wanted to fuse her body with his.
Bianca could feel that Luke's body was shaking.
She smiled weakly at him. "I went to the washroom. Sorry to make you worry."
Luke breathed a sigh of relief. He carried Bianca to the side passenger seat. "I was so worried, silly girl. I'll bring you home right
away. I gave a call to Johann earlier. He should arrive at the same time as us."
As the Crawfords' family doctor, Johann thought that he had given the best years of his life to them.
Not only did he have to be constantly alert when Old Master Crawford summoned him, but he would also have to entertain
Luke's calls at any hour of the day.
Luke had dragged him out of bed in the middle of the night using persuasion and threats, as though he was Luke's servant.
Johann was angry, but he had nowhere to release his anger.

The patient was Mrs. Crawford. He dared not go against Luke's orders because he knew how grave the consequences would
be.
In the mansion, Johann gently removed the thermometer from her body as he looked at her red face.
103.8 degrees. No wonder she looked so sick.
Luke stood there, towering over Johann like the reaper. His overbearing demeanor gave the talented doctor even more pressure
than open-heart surgery.
Johann was secretly wailing. 'It's only the flu, Bro. She won't die from that. Can't you ease up a little?'
Johann gave Bianca an injection and prescribed some medicine. "Sis got the flu. Her immune system is weak, so she'll need
some medication to fix that. I've already given her a shot. Take the medicine every day, and I can guarantee that your wife will be
healthy again."
To be frank, Johann could not understand why Luke was obsessed with Bianca.
She was not particularly beautiful, especially when Luke was used to seeing women who were a lot prettier than Bianca. Even
Johann found Bianca rather unremarkable.
Of course, he would not describe Bianca as unremarkable.
The woman might seem frail and delicate, but she was strong and determined. The mere sight of her gave him an inexplicable
sense of peace.
She was like the sole bloom in an untended garden. Standing strong but at the same time evoking feelings of tenderness and
pity.
The tip of the syringe pierced into Bianca's vein.
Johann's medical skills might be top-notch, but Bianca had a low pain tolerance. She felt the prick and slowly regained
consciousness.
Luke furrowed his brows and tenderly held Bianca's arm. Then, he glared at Johann. "Can't you be gentler?"
Johann was speechless.

Tm already as gentle as I could get, Bro! Any gentler, and the needle won't go in!'
Bianca's gaze was warm and serene, in stark contrast to Luke's icy demeanor. She was like a fluffy cat.
"Dr. Johann..." "Yes, Sis." Johann smiled at Bianca. "Your husband called me over to treat you because you've fallen sick. Don't
worry, it's nothing serious. You'll be fine after taking some medicine."
Bianca smiled gently, even though her face was pale. She nodded appreciatively at Johann. "Sorry to trouble you so late in the
night. Thank you." "It's my duty." Johann smiled warmly at her.
Johann gave Luke a few pointers on how to take care of a flu patient, then he spoke to Bianca, "You should rest, Sis. Don't
overwork yourself for the next few days. It's best if you can rest at home. I'll be leaving, Bro. Call me if you need anything."
Johann stretched and yawned, waved at them, then walked out of the bedroom.
Before he left, he turned back and shot a glance at the couple.
Linder the soft light, Bianca's brows were tightly furrowed, perhaps because the fever was causing her great discomfort.
Mr. Crawford, publicly known for being ruthless and cold-blooded, was currently gently massaging Bianca's temples while
whispering something into her ear. The care and love he showed toward his wife made Johann wonder if he was the Cold-Faced
Devil.
'No matter how cold-blooded a man might be, they would show some warmth to the woman they love,' Johann thought.
When he thought about how he could only look from afar at the woman he loved, he felt frustrated and annoyed. 1
Love was like a poison that would affect one's blood and rot one's brain.
He would not want to experience that agony once more.
He hoped that he would not have to fall in love again.
The next day, Bianca was slightly more energetic, but she remained sick.
She wanted to go to work, but Luke did not agree. He even threatened that he would forcefully acquire her company if she
insisted.

Bianca knew that Luke could absolutely do that. She had to relent even though she was unwilling.
She handed the work in the company to Nina, apologized to her, and rested at home for a day.
After all, she was still young, and she would recover quickly. She would soon be back in the office.
Also, with the Internet, she could work from home.
Bianca felt slightly more relieved when she thought of that.
While Bianca was in a discussion with Nina, she noticed a pop-up notification on her laptop screen. The news headline was
utterly shocking: The Galleria, a shopping mall under T Corporation management, had collapsed suddenly, burying several
hundred people alive!

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