Mr. Finn’s Spoiled Wife Plan

Dr. Moore was in the capital, and the two sides soon met.

When she saw Ruby, Dr. Moore was obviously very worried and circled around her several times, carefully sizing her up from head to toe.

“What’s going on?” Just by looking, he did not see anything wrong.

Levi pondered, pulled him aside and gave a brief account of what had happened in the past few days.

Dr. Moore was so shocked to hear this.

“How could this happen?” He glanced towards Ruby, his face full of incomprehension, “What kind of situation has this girl not seen before? Although this incident was indeed too sudden, it’s not to such an extent, right? How could she possibly be stimulated by anything!”

Levi’s face stiffened and he said in a deep voice, “I thought the same thing, I don’t believe that it’s because of the stimulation that caused the memory disorder.”

Dr. Moore heard a different meaning from this, and with his brow furrowed, he said, “Do you suspect that the loss of part of Ruby’s memory and the misplaced memory is caused by something else?”

Levi nodded: “That’s right, it was probably the drugs that caused it, which is why I brought her here to see you.”

Dr. Moore thought for a moment and asked him, “Did you take her to the hospital for a check-up?”

“Yes, she had a full body check-up, but the doctor said that the test results were normal, but in that case, it still doesn’t explain why Ruby’s sudden change to this state. I won’t believe that it’s because of the stimulation that she became like this, there must be a hidden agenda here.”

The reason why Wyon had set a trap for her through Olivia, but had not done anything so long after she had gone, was certainly not to take her life.

In that case, there must be another purpose.

But he did not know at the moment what that purpose was.

However Ruby could not remember anything.

So, he had to get her out of the way as soon as possible so he could figure out what had happened earlier in that building.

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Dr. Moore understood the current situation, and then, turned towards Ruby.

At this moment, Ruby was sitting lazily on the sofa, looking at Dr. Moore with an innocent face.

“Dr. Moore, why are you looking at me like that? Do I have gold on my face?”

The corner of Dr. Moore’s mouth twitched and he muttered, “I am glad that you haven’t forgotten me.”

“Forget you? Why should I forget you?” Ruby looked at him with a puzzled face and flashed her eyes.

Seeing that, Dr. Moore was upset and looked sideways at Levi.

“Has her personality changed so much since she woke up?”

Once upon a time, Ruby was mostly cold and arrogant, and seldom did she act like such a cheerful girl.

Levi: “Yes, ever since she was rescued, her personality has become eccentric, sometimes normal, sometimes not quite the same, in short …… it’s not easy to say.”

With that, his thin lips pursed as he asked, “Dr. Moore, do you see any way you can give her another systematic whole body examination, especially focusing on whether there are any potions in her body or possible traces of their existence, I can only think of this one possibility after thinking about it.”

Dr. Moore understood what he was thinking, in fact, he thought so himself after hearing about the conditions.

With that in mind, he pondered for a moment and said, “Look, I know a friend here who has a hospital under his name that is fully equipped and advanced, I’ll take her there now.”

Levi nodded his head and looked solemn: “Good, Dr. Moore, please.”

……

In the Twilight Clubhouse, Layton came in response to an appointment.

He froze for a moment when he saw Benjamin with half his face in a mask.

“What’s wrong with you? Why are you wearing a mask? Is it an injury?”

As he asked, he moved closer and tried to touch it, only to be dodged by Benjamin.

“It’s not a big deal, I’m wearing a mask to hide it from the others.” He explained in a light voice, his tone unmistakable.

Layton: “Tch, this face of yours is a winning weapon, how many women want to die for this face of yours? With this, why aren’t you anxious at all? Aren’t you afraid that a lifetime of disfigurement will affect your future happy life?”

Benjamin slanted a glance at him, “I will find a solution as soon as possible, don’t worry, Mr. Yip.”

Hearing him call him “Mr. Yip”, Layton knew he was upset, so he didn’t tease him anymore.

At that moment, he sat down on his butt, picked up a glass from the table, poured himself a glass of water and tilted his head and drank it down in one go.

“But what was the reason you asked me out today?” He asked after two drinks in a row.

Benjamin had been sitting motionless, his slender legs casually folded together, his fingers resting on his thighs, tapping lightly.

He twitched his eyebrows slightly, and said lazily, “There’s nothing going on, why, can’t I call you out? When do you become so rusty with me?”

Layton gave a “tsk”, “Who is rusty with whom? You are calling me ‘Mr. Yip’ now.”

Benjamin carelessly hooked his lips: “This is teasing you, recently I am very bored, and Raphael is always out of touch. I have only a few friends in the capital, I can call out only you.”

Hearing him talk about Raphael, Layton’s expression sank slightly, and he could not drink the wine that was passed to his lips.

Benjamin saw it at a glance, but deliberately pretended not to notice and asked, as if inadvertently, “By the way, can you get in touch with Raphael? Why can’t I get through to him? Is he out of the country? Or did he do something else? I haven’t heard him say anything before.”

When this statement was made, Layton’s face became sober.

After a few moments, he put the glass back on the table and sighed heavily, “Something happened to Raphael, you shouldn’t know yet.”

At this, Benjamin feigned surprise: “Something has happened him? What has happened? I wanted to help, but my family wouldn’t allow me to, so I couldn’t do anything. As you know, although my family is a powerful family, it’s still a step down from your big families. But I’ve heard that after two days, he had recovered. What does this matter have to do with Raphael?”