?Chapter 1455:
Seeing his distress, Belinda’s heart raced with rm. She quickly reached out to steady him, her expression etched with concern. “Mr. Wright, please, let me help you to that bench so you can rest for a moment.”
Elwood, visibly grappling with severe difort, didn’t resist. With a feeble nod, he whispered, “Thank you.”
Belinda carefully supported him as they moved to a nearby bench, easing him into a seated position.
His brow glistened with cold perspiration, his face taut with obvious suffering.
Still concerned, Belinda said, “Mr. Wright, are you certain you’re alright? Should I get you to the emergency room?”
Elwood shook his head and gave a dismissive gesture. “It’s nothing serious. Just an old problem that res up now and then. It’ll fade soon enough.”
This was a recurring problem?
“Do these headaches happen often?” Belinda asked, uncertain why she felt driven to probe deeper.
“Yes,” Elwood said with a faint smile. “I’ve had tests done at the hospital, but they couldn’t pinpoint a cause. When it gets bad, I just pop a couple of painkillers.”
The hospital couldn’t find the cause?
That was strange.
“Are headaches the only issue, or do you experience anything else?” Belinda asked.
She didn’t understand why she felt such an urge to care about Elwood’s well-being.
Elwood shook his head. “Just headaches.”
Belinda’s eyes dropped, her mind turning over the puzzle. “Headaches with no clear cause?” she murmured.
After a brief pause, she began, “Your condition—”
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Before she could finish, a woman’s voice cut through. “Dad!”
Belinda nced up to see Zaria emerging from the elevator, rushing toward them.
When Zaria spotted Belinda beside Elwood, her face registered shock.
“Belinda? What are you doing here?” she asked.
“I’m a doctor here,” Belinda replied evenly.
A look of understanding crossed Zaria’s face.
How had she overlooked that? During her research on Belinda, she hade across details about her position at Grand ins General Hospital, but she hadn’t paid attention to the specifics, missing the department she was in.
She never would have guessed it was the Cardiac Surgery Department. After all, the department was the crown jewel of the hospital and one of the most renowned in the country.
A pang of envy stirred in Zaria as she thought about that.
Belinda turned to Zaria, her tone direct. “Zaria, your father’s recurring headaches are concerning. I strongly suggest aprehensive medical examination. Headaches can signal something serious; don’t brush them off.”
Zaria, caught off guard by Belinda’s advice, looked at Elwood and finally noticed how pale he looked.
She nodded. “Okay, I understand. Thank you.”
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