My Disabled CEO Stood up And Kissed Me (Natalie)

Chapter 146 My Lower Part Has Regained Consciousness

Chapter 146 My Lower Part Has Regained Consciousness

Brock got Kendrick's intention quickly and made a zipping gesture near his mouth.

He took a towel and wiped Kendrick's sweat.

After he calmed down, Brock stammered, "Mr. Ramsey, I saw you stand up just now."

Afraid that he would be heard, Brock whispered softly.

Kendrick took a deep breath and shook his head. "I can only stand for a short while." Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

He could now stand up with the strength of his back, but it would take him a long while to walk and run

like a normal man.

He was not sure if he could do that.

Brock touched his head and said, "It seems your surgery was successful. Dr. Gentry is indeed a genius

in his field."

Kendrick was silent for a while before saying, "Have you got anything new?"

Brock weighed his words and said, "I checked all the surveillance cameras, but I couldn't find Mrs.

Ramsey in any of them. The surveillance cameras at the exits of the hospital didn't show she left the

hospital. I think she was in the hospital during your surgery."

Brock said inwardly, "Mr. Ramsey, why don't you ask her directly where she was during that period?"

Kendrick rubbed his forehead in frustration.

If he couldn't find the bracelet...

He pondered for a while and said, "Contact Mr. Ferman and ask if he can make an identical bracelet."

Brock asked, "Shall I continue the search for the bracelet?"

"After you sort out the surveillance, give it to me."

"I got it."

Kendrick added, "Give me the list of the medical staff who attended my surgery along with their detailed

information."

Brock couldn't help saying, "Would you like to express your gratitude to them?"

He thought Kendrick had a warm heart even though he looked aloof.

Kendrick was speechless.

He nodded.

After Kendrick spoke, his wound started to hurt again. He leaned in the wheelchair, too weak to say

anything.

Kendrick glanced at the glass door, at which a figure waved at him.

Natalie seemed to be shut out of the door.

Kendrick instructed Brock, "Go open the door for her."

Brock quickly went to open the door. When he saw Natalie, he explained, "The access control system

has been upgraded, and you need to validate your face again. I'll help you with that later."

It dawned on Natalie. "No wonder the system couldn't recognize my face."

After she spoke, Natalie went past Brock and ran toward Kendrick, squatting down and asking, "Did

you start training so early?"

She didn't see Kendrick in the ward just now. She asked the carer and learned that Kendrick went to

the rehabilitation center.

"My wound is healing." Kendrick forced a smile. "I come here to have some exercise."

Natalie asked tentatively, "Do you feel better?"

Theoretically, Kendrick's back and legs would grow much stronger than before even if he couldn't stand

up for the moment.

"I feel much better." Kendrick made a comparison and said, "My lower part has regained

consciousness."

He didn't feel numb as often as before.

Natalie made a calculation.

The dosage of GM-1 could only last for four weeks.

The best result of the first course of treatment was that Kendrick could stand up.

If he failed to do that, he would need another stem cell transplantation surgery.

The current problem was that the production of GM-1 was unstable, and it was difficult to import it.

Natalie wondered if she could find a replacement medicine.

She pondered carefully with a deep frown.

"What are you thinking?" A hand caressed her face.

Natalie was caught off guard. Kendrick saw the troubled look on her face.

"Nothing." Natalie forced a smile and said, "Let's go. I've brought you dinner."

...

Natalie made the dinner tonight.

There was shrimp, beef, spinach, and carrot.

And a bowl of mild sparerib soup.

On the vegetarian spaghetti, there was a heart-shaped egg.

Kendrick was sore all over after the training, and his hands had no strength left.

Therefore, Natalie fed him.

She looked solemn. Perhaps she was tired, or she was thinking of Kendrick's recovery plan.

Natalie forked a sparerib and moved it to Kendrick's mouth. "Eat some meat."

Kendrick was speechless.

He held Natalie's hand and put the fork back in the soup, bringing her back to the present. "It will take a

while to recover. Take it easy. I think I can stand up."

"How about making a bet?" Kendrick looked into Natalie's eyes. "Let's bet if I can stand up steadily

without external support within a month. I'll win if I can do that."

Standing steadily without external support?

It was difficult to do that.

Natalie knew he was strict with himself, but he shouldn't bet on his health.

She said with concern, "It's too hard. You'll win if you can stand up."

Kendrick raised his eyebrow and said, "What reward will I have if I can do that?"

Natalie suddenly recalled that she used to say they would have a baby after his legs got better.

She lowered her eyes and bit her lip. After thinking for a while, she said, "You can have whatever you

like."

Kendrick squinted and gave a faint smile.

...

At night, Natalie wouldn't sleep in the same bed with Kendrick.

His wound was still in recovery.

If he was not careful, the wound would be ripped open.

Natalie went to sleep on the sofa to avoid all the possible dangers.

She felt a mixture of grief and joy these days.

When she saw Kendrick get better today, she felt relieved.

Once she lay on the sofa, she fell fast asleep.

The room was warm with the heating on.

Natalie's blanket was too thick, and she felt hot during the night. In her dreamy state, she seemed to

hear Kendrick talking.

Was he feeling unwell?

Natalie was wide awake at the thought.

No.

Kendrick seemed to be talking on the phone.

Natalie held her breath.

She heard him talking in Fayman.

It was about the bracelet.

Kendrick was asking someone to make a bracelet exactly the same as the one she had lost by

accident.

Natalie felt a lump in her throat.

Kendrick comforted her that it was okay.

However, the bracelet meant a lot to him.

Natalie bit her index finger hard to stop herself from making a sobbing sound.

...

The next day, Natalie went straight to the company to work.

The marketing strategy was successful this time.

They received deposits of 1.5 million on the twentieth of the month.

It was estimated that the sales revenue of all the product lines of the brand could reach 15 million.

After one o'clock in the afternoon, Natalie went to the cafeteria for lunch.

She wanted to buy a bottle of milk, but it was sold out.

Natalie sat in her seat, dejected.

Someone sat across from her.

Natalie looked up.

She lowered her head again.

Saul put a bottle of milk in front of her and said, "Here you are."

"Thank you."

"You look listless. Are you busy lately?"

"I'm in a bad mood."

Natalie indicated that he should leave her alone.

"Your stars say you are in mercury retrograde and will encounter various problems. For instance, you

got locked up in the bathroom. Besides, you will lose something important." Saul said, "You need to be

careful."

At first, Natalie was annoyed by him. When she heard what he said, she widened her eyes. "Please tell

me more."

"After I went back last time, I read your stars, which told me about this."

"Do you know astrology?" Natalie was intrigued. "I did lose something important. It's a bracelet." She

leaned forward and said, "Can you tell me where it is?"