Chapter 552 Maybe My Blood Is More Useful Than Yours

Shirley said, "Hey, Braden, stop making trouble! Don't scare me!"

Shirley felt that something was wrong and her thin cheeks turned pale instantly. And she squatted down to search for the man's breath.

Shirley thought, "Fortunately, he is breathing. But he is a little weak, which was enough to prove that this guy is really weak. He’s not playing a prank on me."

"Come on, someone!"

Shirley shouted in panic.

Not very soon, the staff of the nursing home rushed over and sent Braden to the medical room for emergency treatment.

Shirley followed behind and was panting. Her mind went blank, and she didn't know what to do.

Shirley herself had just recovered from a serious illness, and she was very uncomfortable. She didn't understand why she had been in a coma for three days. And when she woke up again, she didn’t understand why Braden, who had recovered very well, turned out to be seriously ill like this.