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Chapter 831

Chapter 831:
Belinda fell silent for a moment before finally conceding with a nod.
“Alright, I’ll come back in the afternoon.”
Harold’s demeanor softened instantly.
“That’s better. Off you go now. Be careful on your way back.”
“Okay,” Belinda replied.
Belinda returned to the Cardiac Surgery Department, completed her rounds, handed over her responsibilities, and submitted a leave request for two days for Turner’s approval.
Typically, Turner would have made things difficult for Belinda.
However, everyone at the Grand Plains General Hospital was now aware that Lucas had been injured while saving Belinda and had been rushed to the hospital. Recognizing the reason for Belinda’s leave request, Turner refrained from causing any trouble for her. Without a word of protest, he immediately approved her leave.
Instead of heading home, Belinda went directly to the staff lounge to sleep.
She didn’t sleep long, waking before noon. After quickly refreshing herself, she made her way back to Lucas’ ward. Upon arrival, she found that Lucas was already awake.
He was propped up partially in his hospital bed with a cushion supporting his back, avoiding pressure on his injured lower back. Seeing Belinda enter the room brought a flicker of brightness to Lucas’ face.
“Belinda, why are you back so soon? Did you manage to get some rest?” Harold inquired with a slight frown.
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Belinda smiled faintly.
“I did. I took a nap in the staff area.”
Harold sighed with resignation.
Belinda approached Lucas’ bedside and asked gently, “How are you feeling now?”
“Much better; though the wound still hurts a bit,” Lucas replied softly as he gazed up at Belinda with warmth in his voice.
“It’s perfectly normal for it to hurt once the anesthesia wears off.” As she spoke, Belinda gracefully settled into the chair beside him. Watching Lucas closely, she felt a wave of hesitation wash over her. She wanted to say something to Lucas, but she couldn’t bring herself to say it in front of Harold and Norma.
Harold and Norma stayed until two in the afternoon before they finally decided to take their leave.
Yet just as the door clicked shut behind them, Gordon arrived.
Gordon quickly greeted Belinda and Lucas.
“How is Minna doing? Have you managed to get anything out of her?” Belinda was the first to speak, her tone sharp with urgency.
Gordon stood straight, a trace of frustration flashing in his eyes.
“Since we brought her in, Minna has been unnervingly calm—no shouting or resistance—but she hasn’t spoken a single word. We’ve tried different approaches, but nothing has worked so far.”
He paused for a moment before continuing.
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