My Disabled CEO Stood up And Kissed Me (Natalie)

Chapter 115 Natalie's Excuse

Chapter 115 Natalie's Excuse

The one who came out was Owen.

He closed the door and pulled Natalie away before asking, "Why are you here?"

Her face was pale, and her breathing had not yet completely calmed down. She said in a hoarse voice,

"I'm late. Let me catch my breath before entering. Have you held on until now?"

Owen was speechless and said after hearing her breath return to normal, "I have already applied

acupuncture for him."

Natalie raised her eyebrows.

"You gave him acupuncture?"

"Yes." Owen nodded.

Seeing Natalie's expression, Owen immediately added, "I've watched you do that many times and

practiced it by watching your videos for a long time. Don't worry, there won't be any mistakes."

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He didn't want to be the princess pretending to save the prince in "The Little Mermaid".

Therefore, he devoted himself to practicing Natalie's acupuncture techniques by watching her videos

for a long time.

Owen was well-versed in theory.

Therefore, it didn't take him too long to put it into practice.

Natalie gasped and said, "Owen!"

He turned his face away.

"I know, I seldom praise anyone, but today, I want to praise you." Her face was flushed with excitement.

"You are not only talented but also diligent and eager to learn. Over time, you will definitely be the top

guide in the field of neuroscience in the world."

Owen hadn't expected her to praise him.

He turned his face back and said humbly, "I'm flattered, but I do want to climb the peak

wholeheartedly."

Natalie reached out and grasped the sleeve of his white coat. "You don't have to be so humble. You're

capable enough to be like that."

Owen asked curiously, "What about you?"

Natalie frowned, and her face turned pale instantly.

Owen reached out to help her and asked, "Are you feeling unwell? You look so pale."

"I'm fine. Is he still being applied with medical ointment?"

"Yes. We will have a neural response test for him later." Owen paused and then said with concern, "Sit

down and rest for a while, and I'll go get you a glass of water."

Natalie shook her head. "I don't need that."

She added, "From now on, you will be responsible for the acupuncture. Have you reviewed the surgical

plan? Do you have any questions?"

Owen stared at her and said, "I have circled my doubts and emailed you the plan. According to his

current recovery rate, the surgery can be performed by the end of next month."

Natalie suddenly held out her hand.

Owen was stunned for a moment and reached over to give her a high-five.

"The surgery will definitely be successful!"

A light but determined smile spread over Owen's handsome face.

Suddenly, an old saying occurred to him.

He thought, "With great friendship comes great life. Toward the same goals will we strive.

My trip to Hamgrad this time will always be on my mind in my life."

...

It was already 6 p.m. after Kendrick's re-examination.

The effect was obvious.

His leg sensations were gradually recovering.

Initial estimates were that the surgery could be carried out next month.

Once the surgery was successful, combined with subsequent rehab, Kendrick would be able to stand

up.

The surgical plan had been reviewed by Kendrick. It would use the most advanced collagen scaffold to

guide stem cell regeneration and repair the damaged spinal cords.

Owen emphasized to him some pre-surgery matters.

The two of them were talking.

Suddenly, Kendrick's phone rang.

He was told by the hospital that Natalie had been discharged.

He was also told that she had pulled out the infusion needle herself and left directly.

The connotation was somewhat provocative.

Kendrick hung up and then saw a message from Natalie on his phone, saying that she had been

discharged and returned home.

Kendrick didn't know whether to be angry or not for a moment.

...

Natalie was at home trying to think of a proper excuse for her discharge.

After pondering for a long time, she still couldn't come up with a reasonable one.

She said to herself in her heart, "I'm just capricious.

I just don't want to stay in the hospital.

It doesn't seem phony to say so, right?"

Soon, the sound of the car engine came from downstairs.

Kendrick was back.

Natalie was pacing the room, thinking, but before she could think of an excuse, there was a knock at

the door.

She could only get out of bed and prepare to open the door.

Kendrick, however, had already entered in his wheelchair.

"The hospital said you were discharged directly after pulling out the infusion needle."

Hearing that, Natalie thought, "Why are they so good at filing a complaint?

Do they have to disclose every detail?"

Natalie could only stammer, "Well, I, I just don't want to stay in the hospital. I want to go home."

Kendrick kept a cold face.

"I have to say, she can always make me angry every now and then," he thought.

With that in mind, he asked, "You haven't recovered yet, so why are you in such a hurry to come

back?"

"I'm already alright."

"Do you insist on refuting me?"

Apparently, Kendrick was angry.

He was now warning Natalie.

After thinking for a moment, Natalie frowned and looked at him in grievance. "It's really uncomfortable

being in the hospital. The food is terrible, and you have to waste your time staying with me." She said

pitifully, "I'm really fine now."

Kendrick was now on the verge of rage, and his face was still very dark.

Before he could speak, however, Natalie crouched down and embraced him. She rubbed her face

against his shirt and snorted, "I was wrong. Don't be so fierce to me."

Kendrick fell silent.

He thought in helplessness, "I shouldn't have pampered her so much.

Look how capricious she has become.

Does she think she can smooth this over by acting coquettish like this?"

Kendrick pulled her away and said coldly, "You're always so capricious."

"I am not."

"Your mouth is really hard, isn't it?"

Kendrick suddenly raised his voice.

He felt her so disobedient that he really wanted to spank her.

However, as soon as he had finished speaking, he felt a soft touch on his lips.

Natalie directly kissed him and then said in grievance and sorrow, "Is my mouth hard?"

She directly refuted Kendrick with her action.

Her implied meaning was that her mouth was soft.

Kendrick was so angry that he even wanted to laugh.

He did laugh.

Natalie hurriedly wrapped her arms around his neck and said softly, "Don't be angry with me anymore.

Let's go have dinner, okay?"

Kendrick was not very angry now, and he said, "Eat more tonight."

"That's for sure."

...

Kendrick's legs were almost healed.

During his rest, he left behind a pile of documents that had not yet been dealt with.

At night, he was lying in bed reading documents.

Meanwhile, patches were applied to each of his legs.

His leg sensations almost returned to normal, especially the tactile sensation.

When he touched his legs with his own hands, he could clearly feel the temperature.

Suddenly, he thought, "Today's acupuncture traces seemed a bit different from the previous ones.

Also, Owen seemed less steady than the previous few times.

Several times, I even felt that he had slightly missed the acupoints.

But I have to say, acupuncture combined with nerve drug injection is still very helpful for my leg

recovery."

As he was thinking so, the door of the cloakroom was opened.

Natalie walked straight out of the cloakroom.

Kendrick raised his eyes.

Then he saw that she had changed into professional attire.

She was wearing a light blue silk shirt, paired with a black one-step skirt.

His gaze rested upon her.

The last thing that remained in his sight was Natalie's fair, straight, and slender legs.