Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

Chapter 343 - 343: 339= I’m really worried about you and I miss you a lot

Chapter 343 - 343: 339= I’m really worried about you and I miss you a lot

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Richelle Dunn arrived at the hospital early in the morning, and the situation seemed to be worse than it was yesterday.

At least when they left last night, the emergency corridor was empty.

But today as soon as she exited the stairwell, she saw several hospital beds along the corridor, with the smell of blood filling the air.

Richelle immediately thought of the bombing sound that woke them up in the latter part of the night when she saw those injured in the stairwell waiting for rescue.

Frowning, she jogged to change her clothes and hurried into the operating

room.

As soon as she entered, she stayed there for several consecutive hours. When she finally came out of the operating room to wash her hands, drink some water and catch her breath, she took a glance at her phone.

There were several missed calls and WhatsApp messages, and all the phone numbers belonged to Roy Lewis.

She received a few voice messages on WhatsApp as well.

Richelle opened the first one, which was from Roy.

“Richelle, I haven’t been able to get in touch with you. Did you sleep well? Are you used to the food? I’m really worried about you, and I miss you a lot.” Richelie’s uncomfortable feeling disappeared completely due to Roy’s deep and gentle voice message.

This man, even leaving a voice message, is so emotional!

She blinked her eyes hard to clear the slight mist in them before opening the

next one.

“Mommy, Daddy said it’s getting colder there, so you have to wear warm

clothes and gloves.”

No wonder daughters are often called intimate little cotton-padded jackets, indeed, their words always come with warmth.

“Mommy, my brother and I finished building the princess castle for you and my sister. When you come back and cut the ribbon with her, you can move in.” “Mommy, I will take care of my brother and sister with Daddy, but you have to take care of yourself, too.”

The sweet voices of the three children not only filled Richelie’s heart with warmth but also alleviated her fatigue.

“Are these your children?”

A man’s voice suddenly sounded from behind. Startled, Richelle turned her head, seeing Jack Quigley leaning halfway on a chair and wearing a coat.

Apparently, he was resting here just now.

With an apologetic smile on her face, Richelle said, “Professor Quigley, I’m sorry, I didn’t know you were here. I didn’t mean to disturb your rest!

Jack Quigley shook his head with a smile, “No, I was just lying here for a while,

I still have a few surgeries later.”

Seeing the dark circles under his eyes, Richelle asked with concern. “Professor Quigley, did you not go back to the dormitory to rest last night?” Jack Quigley had already sat up straight and was rubbing his shoulder with a frown.

“Well, there was no way to leave yesterday. The injured just kept coming.” Richelle saw his pained expression as he massaged his shoulder and stood up.

She tried calling Roy on her phone while heading towards the lounge.

Still, the “busy” tone played, indicating no signal once again. Richelle sighed in frustration and put her phone back in her pocket, searching for a muscle pain relief spray among the supplies Roy had entrusted to others yesterday.

Although it is a hospital, local resources are scarce, so most of the medications they use for surgery are brought along by their medical team.

Richelle took the spray to the temporary rest area and handed it to Jack

Quigley.

“Professor Quigley, this pain relief spray is pretty effective, you should use it,” she said.

Jack Quigley did not take it and his gaze shifted from the spray to her face.

“Such supplies are not something everyone can bring in, you should keep it for yourself,” he responded.

Richelle forcibly placed the spray into his hand, “I don’t have any pain, besides,

if I really need it, I can just ask you for it.”

Richelle nearly died while giving birth to her three children, by rights, her body should be weak.

But not only did Sonia Seaton save the lives of her and her three children, she also managed to use traditional Chinese and Western medicine methods to help her recover her health afterward.

Coupled with her own emphasis on conditioning and exercise, her physical fitness is stronger than most people.

Probably due to the pain, Jack Quigley glanced at her a few more times before finally accepting the spray.

“Thank you, I’ll use it for a couple of days and return it to you.”

Richelle waved her hand, “Professor Quigley, don’t worry about it, I don’t need it anyway, feel free to use it.”

Jack Quigley thanked her once again, then said, “Your children are adorable.” Richelle was momentarily confused before recalling the voice messages he had overheard earlier.

“Children, when they are cute, can really melt your heart. But when they get on your nerves, you almost wish you could stuff them back in your belly and make them all over again,” she said.

They talked about the topic of children for a bit, and then someone called Richelle, prompting her to rush back to work.

When Richelle came out of the operating room again, it was already evening. Dragging her tired legs, she walked slowly to the rest area and sat down.

The first thing she did was to turn on her phone, checking for new messages or hoping to catch a bit of signal.

But still, the cold “busy” tone played from her phone.

Rickelle felt a bit down.

It had been just over two days since she had seen her children and Roy. In the past, they had gone through longer periods of not seeing each other. But at those times, even if she couldn’t see them in person, she could at least call and hear their voices, or even see their faces and hear their cute and warm childish talk on video call.

This time, in more than two days, she had only heard one voice message from each of them, and for Richelle, this was an enormous torment.

“What happened?”

Richelle looked up and met Jack Quigley’s concerned eyes.

She suddenly realized, wasn’t the frequency of her encounters with Jack Quigley over the past two days a bit too high?