You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1970: Don't Lie to Me

This sleep, Joyce seemed to have slept for a very long time.

Her body felt an unprecedented sense of relaxation, so exhausted before that she wanted to continue resting, unwilling to wake up.

She waited until she felt rested enough.

She finally willing to slowly open her eyes.

The pure white room, the warm sunlight spread in every corner, it looked like a beautiful morning.

Just as Joyce moved, Luther, who had been by her bedside, immediately woke up.

He had been by her side, never leaving, day or night. So when she moved lightly, he immediately felt it, and he quickly sat up,

looking at Joyce with delight.

"You finally woke up."

He held her hand tightly, his voice hoarse and excited.

Joyce turned, looking at Luther beside her. He seemed thin, with a hint of blue under his eyes, unwell, with sstubble on his

chin, looking like he hadn't taken care of himself, but still didn't affect his handsomeness.

"Have you been withall this time?" Joyce tenderly touched Luther's handsface, his own body had not yet recovered, and

she was scared when she fainted. Now he was with her day and night, making her more worried about his condition.

"How long have | been asleep?" Joyce asked.

Luther sat down beside her, pulled her waist, and held her up, letting her lean against his chest.

"You slept for two days straight, and | was almost worried sick. The doctor said there was nothing wrong with your body, no

excessive bleeding after childbirth, no signs of infection. But you just wouldn't wake up, kept sleeping."

He hugged her tighter, his arms constantly tightening, his chin against the top of her head, "You have no idea how scared | was of

losing you. | won't let you have children anymore in the future. We have four children, that's enough."

Joyce was stunned, thinking she had just slept soundly. She thought it was just the next morning, but she had actually slept for two

whole days.

"What about the children?" Joyce looked around and didn't see a baby cot in the room, she was shocked, "Where are they?"

Luther quickly reassured her, "The children are fine, although they were full-term, they were born three weeks early after all. Dr.

Gordon's suggestion was to have them stay in the incubator for two weeks, taken care of by them, which is more appropriate.

Don't worry."

"How are you feeling? I'll call the doctor over now to give you a thorough check-up." Luther was about to press the red button on

the bedside to call for the doctor and nurse.

Joyce reached out and pressed Luther's back, "Not yet, I'm fine. Call the doctor later."

Luther looked worried, "But you've been unconscious for two full days, I'm really worried."

"I'm fine, just tired, just want to sleep." Joyce looked at Luther gently, caressing his handsface again, "And you? I'm more

worried about you. You look very unwell, is your condition getting worse?"

She suddenly sat up from his embrace, using both hands to press against his chest.

She finally remembered, she found the code of the microorganisms, told Dr. Jocelyn, then returned home, only to run into Grayson

lurking in her house, almost taken away by Grayson, but suddenly went into labor. In the end, Grayson used a helicopter to take

her to the hospital. He made every effort to give birth to twin sons.

Now, two days had passed.

She didn't know what was happening with Dr. Jocelyn? She was very worried because Luther's complexion was extremely bad at

the moment.

She was deeply afraid, afraid that it was just a false hope, like the last time.

Afraid that she had put in so much effort, and still couldn't detoxify him.

She didn't want to be separated from him.

Luther saw Joyce's concern, and he held her hand tightly, "Silly, my poison has been neutralized. My complexion is bad because I'm

worried about you. You were unconscious for two days, | was frantic, how could my complexion be good."

Joyce was shocked to hear that, thinking she had misunderstood, "The poison has been neutralized? In just two days?"

"Yes. Dr. Jocelyn clast night and gavethe antidote. Because you had accurately found the code of the microorganisms,

plus a lot of experience in developing antidotes, the prototype of the antidote was already there. So the production of the antidote

was very fast this time. It only took two days." Luther explained.

"lI don't believe you. You're lying to me." Joyce shook her head, "You're just afraid that | just gave birth and worried me. You're just

trying to deceive me, | won't believe it."

Luther was stunned. It was a huge good news. He didn't expect Joyce to react like this.

Well, he always wanted to hide things from her before, not wanting her to worry. This made her lose "trust" in him.

"I'm telling the truth," Luther emphasized, "I have taken the antidote, and Dr. Jocelyn said that because you found the original

microorganism, it can be accurately detoxified without the need for multiple detoxifications. One antidote is enough. The poison in

my body was neutralized last night."

"lI don't believe you. Last tyou said the sthing. But in fact, later on, Dr. Jocelyn took your blood back for testing and found

that there was still a problem. Instead of detoxifying, it got worse. How can | believe you?" Joyce looked even more worried, she

threw herself into Luther's arms, speaking firmly, "Don't lie to me, tellthe truth. | can handle it, please don't deceive me."

Luther, "..."

What he said was true, he didn't lie to her.

But now, he had no way to prove that what he said was true.

As if he remembered something, Joyce immediately rolled up Luther's sleeve, carefully inspecting his elbow, but she didn't find any

needle marks, "You said you didn't lie to me, but Dr. Jocelyn didn't cat all, you didn't take the antidote, and she didn't take

your blood back for testing to verify the efficacy."

Luther felt like he was in an impossible situation, "There's no need to take the blood back for testing this time, because Dr. Jocelyn

has already done a dissolve test with the blood | left last time. She confirmed that she can detoxify it all at once, only then made

the antidote."

Joyce looked at Luther suspiciously, she thought for a moment, "You're making up excuses, but it doesn't make sense at all."

Luther was completely speechless, "You don't believe me, call Dr. Jocelyn yourself and ask her, you'll see, won't you?"

Joyce still shook her head, "You must have conspired together, asking won't doany good."

Luther, "..."

Oh, dear, how should he explain?

Suddenly he seemed to think of something.

"My sense of taste has returned, and my vision is no longer blurred. These two changes are absolutely true. The poison has really

been neutralized." He tried to explain again.

Joyce still didn't believe him, "I'm not you, how do | know if you're really recovered? Don't givevarious excuses to lie to me, tell