On the other hand, he had compelled her to become so non-confrontational and submissive.

Deirdre was about to say something when Dr. Ginger returned from outside. He was stunned for a moment when he found Brendan sitting on the sofa with the transfusion fluid in his hand. “Mr. Brighthall, weren’t you undergoing transfusion on the second floor? Why did you get downstairs so suddenly?”

Then, he noticed the blood backflow in Brendan’s transfusion line and felt his heart racing. He ran over and said, “Why is there so much blood backflow in the transfusion line? You shouldn’t be tormenting yourself no matter how strong your body is. The back of your hand is really swollen, and the transfusion site is blocked. Don’t you want to get better?”

Dr. Ginger was furious yet speechless, as he had never encountered a trouble-making patient like Brendan. In comparison, Deirdre was a much more obedient patient.

“We’re going to set up the transfusion line on your other hand this time. However, don