As soon as he left, the nurse approached cautiously, afraid that she would still refuse to cooperate. She gently said, "Miss, what the Duke said is right, you're not alone now. You have a little baby less than three months old in your stomach. You can neglect your own health, but you have to think about the baby in your womb. You're too weak right now; let me help you get some glucose."
Holding the iPad, Enna Clark lied back on the bed, extending her arm, "That's very kind of you."
"It's no trouble at all!" The nurse, overjoyed, quickly replied, "It's wonderful that you've come to sense miss."
She skillfully wiped alcohol on the back of Enna's hand and inserted the needle into her vein. Seeing Enna's gloomy mood, she quickly said, "Miss, I'll step out for now. You should rest. Call me anytime if you need something."
"Alright."
The nurse left, and the room fell into a profound silence.
