Chapter 1024 Is the Medication Dosage Correct?

Emily left, and Brendan picked up his jacket, draping it across his arm. He rubbed Deirdre's hair while he was at it. "Wait for me." Deirdre nodded. Her gaze dimmed when she gazed after Brendan's departing silhouette. Emily's trick of constantly seeking out opportunities to be with Brendan with just the two of them was obvious to everyone. She trusted Brendan but wondered whether Brendan would truly not be attracted to such an outstanding woman as time passed. - After meeting Ryker Wight, the three of them took their seats in Delicioso. Brendan was on guard throughout the whole process and kept a safe distance from Emily all the time. He chose to only discuss Deirdre's condition. Emily was serious and attentive, which slightly changed his perception of her. He did not find her as annoying as before. "As long as Emily stays close to Miss McKinnon to help her with the treatment, the blood clot in her brain will surely improve by taking the prescription medicines on schedule coupled with proper exercise. As long as the blood clot doesn't compress on her optic nerves, Miss McKinnon will be able to see sooner or later," said Ryker after the treatment method was decided. Brendan was relieved and asked, "How long will the treatment take?" "It depends on the recovery. Emily is very skilled at this, so you can set your mind at ease, Mr. Brighthall. I think that the treatment will take effect within six months." 'Six months…' It was a long recovery period. However, Brendan knew the blood clot had been in Deirdre's brain for too long. Moreover, it formed at a dangerous location, so they could not rush the treatment process. They could only improve her condition slowly. His gaze was still. He was about to stand up when he heard Ryker saying, "However…" Brendan furrowed his eyebrows tightly and inquired, "What is it?" "However, these medicines have side effects, so Emily will need to be by Miss McKinnon's side at all times to monitor her diet, exercise, and condition. Hence, I would highly recommend letting Emily move into the house if it is fine with you, Mr. Brighthall." At that point, Ryker smiled and said, "I just don't know if Emily is willing to do so because the work is quite exhausting." Emily said in a righteous tone, "I'm a doctor by profession, so it's my duty to save lives and treat illnesses. It's fine even if it's tiring, but…" She smiled and asked in a probing manner, "Even if I agree to do so, I believe that you're not fond of letting an outsider live in the mansion, right?" Emily was right. Brendan did not want anyone else to disturb him and Deirdre. However, he could not bear to let Deirdre suffer at the thought of the treatment's side effects. "Alright. I'll make arrangements later. Miss Collins, sorry for troubling you." "It's fine. I'm already mentally prepared for that." Ryker raised his glass. "It's decided then. Mr. Brighthall, I will be returning to the hotel later. Shall we get a few drinks to celebrate?" Brendan was planning on declining the offer, but Ryker helped him immensely. In addition, he was happy for Deirdre's soon-to-recover eyes, so he took a few extra drinks without his notice. Brendan's head was dizzy after a few drinks, and he shut his eyes. Emily placed her glass down and said softly, "Mr. Brighthall? Mr. Brighthall?" Brendan did not even move, and she felt anxious. "Ryker, are you sure that your medication dosage is correct?" Ryker said assuringly, "He's only going to sleep until the next morning, and nothing else will happen to him." "Great then." Emily's eyes were filled with cunningness. "It will be fine as long as he doesn't go home tonight." Ryker could not refrain from taking an extra glance at Brendan. Even in his unconscious state and leaning against the seat quietly, Brendan's image was not ruined for the slightest bit. His facial features were impeccable, and he exuded the presence of a superior being.