Mistaken Match Marrying the Enigmatic CEO novel - Chapter 698

Chapter 698 "Haha... You finally showed yourself." Sage was reprimanded by Emmanuel but laughed happily. "If you weren't Mr. Lowe, how would you know about my health conditions? Why would you be so worried about me?" Emmanuel let out a long sigh. He knew he could not keep up the act anymore, so he hastily helped his comrade onto a chair. "Haha, Mr. Lowe, I'll be fine. This is just a scratch to me!" Sage was still laughing boldly, looking happy indeed! "Just a scratch?" Emmanuel let out another sigh as he said in regret, "Back then, you returned from the mission with severe injuries.

I had always used traditional medicine to regulate your health, so if I hadn't left the Wolf Warrior Unit so suddenly, your wounds would've recovered properly. You wouldn't have to end up like this. The prescription back then probably won't work on you anymore." "Mr. Lowe, what are you saying? It's not your fault!" Sage grabbed Emmanuel's arm and recalled emotionally. "If I were in your shoes back then, I would make the same decision you did!

Yes, it's true that if you abandon the mission of your own accord, you'll be the scum of the battle world, but if you don't treasure your comrades' lives, you'll be even worse than scum! Mr. Lowe, you weren't at fault! Casper was the one to blame! You simply became the scapegoat for that b*stard, so when I heard that Casper was killed in Yeringham, I immediately applied for a transfer here! I never thought that you'd be the one to avenge yourself!" Hearing his comrade's emotional speech and seeing his excitement, Emmanuel bore complicated feelings in his chest.

All his thoughts and emotions morphed into a relieved smile as he said, "All right, let's not talk about the past for now. Now, I have to fix your body." Sage had a grateful look in his eyes, and he sighed faintly. "Mr. Lowe, after you left, I could only look to conventional medicine for help. They diagnosed me with second-degree disabilities, so I cannot take on high-intensity work. How can I listen to their nonsense? I'm only 30, and I'm still strong enough. How can I have second-degree disabilities just like that?" "Come on, stop trying to act tough.

Give me your hand." Emmanuel interrupted Sage. "What are you doing, Mr. Lowe?" Despite not understanding why, he still gave Emmanuel his hand. The rightful source is FιndＮovel.net Emmanuel did not say anything as he took Sage's pulse, but his expression gradually turned serious. After a while, he immediately frowned and shouted, "They were already being nice when they told you that you have second-degree disabilities! You're in the f*cking first-degree disability range already! It's a miracle you're still alive now!" He was not joking because Sage's internal injuries were extremely serious.