Chapter 1438: Can Jocelyn Still Be Found?
Mia Lane may be a woman, but she is more of a well-versed doctor.
In her eyes, there is no gender difference when treating and saving people, and the clothes and pants don’t need her to change.
Mia Lane opened the black suitcase to find clothes for him; the pink suitcase beside it should belong to Jocelyn Morgan, which inevitably brings sadness.
Trevor stood by the bed, swiftly unbuttoning and undressing Ian Shelby, while Finn Morgan went to the bathroom and brought out a warm towel.
They helped Ian Shelby to wipe his body and change into clean clothes.
Mia Lane found the medicine box and quickly took out two calcium gluconate oral solutions.
Trevor sat on the edge of the bed, lifted Ian Shelby up, and Finn Morgan helped her to feed him the oral solution; the three of them coordinated perfectly without communicating.
"How is he? Is he in a coma? Is it severe?" Finn Morgan asked.
Mia Lane shook her head; she looked calm and steady, using a professional technique to press Ian Shelby’s philtrum, while her other hand took his pulse.
Trevor softly told them, "Dr. Shelby stayed at the riverbank all night last night, not having eaten much during the day. He might just be physically exhausted or have fainted due to excessive grief."
"His body doesn’t have any major issues, not a sudden illness," Mia Lane withdrew her hand from taki"]ng the pulse, "but his melancholy mood is difficult to adjust, and in the long run, it will certainly wear out his body."
Upon hearing these words, Finn Morgan felt dazed, as if his heart were like an overturned jar of mixed emotions.
In the long run...
This suggests that Jocelyn won’t come back...
Although the body hasn’t been found yet, with the passage of time, it’s more likely unfortunate.
Next door, in room 303, the door was ajar, making it convenient for Trevor to come in later.
Janelle Mills stood alone on the balcony, gripping the wooden railing with her hands, her gaze toward the river somewhat vacant; four or five boats floated as rescue teams busied themselves.
A strong sense of sadness swelled within her heart, feeling like the air here could corrode one’s soul, making even breathing feel oppressive.
Her mood was heavy, particularly sorrowful...
A perfectly fine girl, how could she just disappear?
"Jocelyn, where exactly are you?" she sighed, unable to calm her emotions for a long while.
Only when footsteps approached from behind did Janelle Mills gather herself, looking to see Trevor heading towards the balcony.
She asked him, "How is Dr. Shelby?"
"He’s awake, no major problem." Trevor came to her side, leaning on the railing, furrowing his brow as he looked at the river, his deep eyes even more dimmed.
Janelle Mills glanced at him, then also looked towards the river, both worried about Jocelyn Morgan.
By the riverbank, Justin Kingston had his hands in his pockets, his tall and sturdy figure standing firm as he watched the busy scene on the river, his eyes bursting with an eagle-like sharpness.
Nothing found!
"CEO Kingston."
Until a man came over and respectfully saluted, softly reporting, "Based on the water flow speed and Miss Morgan’s fall location, we have dredged the area with the highest probability of finding her and have used life detectors."
The man’s meaning was clear; there was no need to continue dredging, as everyone had tried their best.
Justin Kingston continued to look at the river, his thick eyebrows slightly knit, his thin lips slightly parted, "There’s a possibility she was rescued by someone."
The man behind him replied, "CEO Kingston, that possibility is almost nonexistent."
Justin Kingston’s eyes narrowed, his features conveying a hint of coldness.
The man smartly analyzed, "Our rescue team is so large, and the missing woman incident caused such a stir in the ancient town; if she had been rescued, there would be witnesses, or the boatman would inform us themselves."
"Then continue the search." Justin Kingston’s gaze darkened slightly, calmly intercepting his words.
The man behind was choked by CEO Kingston’s stance!