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When His Eyes Opened by Simple Silence - Chapter 735
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Chapter 735 Avery stared at Chad and waited for him to continue.
“He has some stomach problems. When he gets busy and nobody is there to remind him, he‘ll forget to eat which triggers his stomach issues. He‘s got medication in his office and in his car. Other than that, he‘s also got mild depression. I heard about that from Ben. You can‘t really tell he‘s got depression from your usual interactions with him.”
“I could tell. His mood is unpredictable, which gives people a sense of oppression.
“I‘m used to it, so I don‘t think it‘s that bad,” Chad said awkwardly.
“Does he have any other illnesses?”Avery continued to ask.
Chad thought about it and said, “I don‘t think there‘s anything serious.”
“Anything psychological, for example?”
“Wouldn’t depression count for that?”
“Medically speaking, depression is considered a mental illness,” Avery responded.
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Are the psychological issues you‘re talking about referring to people in mental hospitals with psychological disorders?” Chad
are severe enough for one to be sent
suddenly suspecting Mr. Foster of having a psychological disorder, Avery?”
for a while,” Avery said softly. “I‘m suspecting this because he‘s brought this up to me before. Don‘t tell him
it. From a doctor‘s point of view, does it seem to you like Mr. Foster has a psychological disorder?” Chad‘s mood was complicated.
would never have connected Elliot Foster with a
for someone with a psychological disorder just because of that. Besides, I‘m not
Avery went to the intensive care unit to check on Robert.
slipped into a coma once again because
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heart ached at the sight of his tiny body and quiet sleeping face. It looked almost as
the doctor burst into the
Mr. Foster brought is being tested right now. If it‘s
which felt like it was dangling
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he had not slept
“Thank you,” she said as she lowered her gaze. “You should go home and get some sleep. Don‘t exhaust yourself.”
As she spoke, she suddenly noticed that his trousers were dirty where his knee was.
Elliot had always taken care of his appearance and would never show up in public in this state.
She crouched down to pat away the dirt on his knee, but suddenly discovered that his other trouser leg was also dirtied in the same spot.
Elliot did not expect to forget to change into a clean pair of trousers, and he did not expect Avery to notice!
He instinctively took a few steps back.
“What happened?” When Avery saw him step back, she grabbed his arm and did not let him escape.
Her almond–shaped eyes were fixed calmly on him.
Elliot pursed his lips. He did not know how to answer her.
“Mr. Foster got down on his knees to beg for that bag of blood!” said the bodyguard indignantly.