Refusing to Remarry: Mr. Hawthorne, You Are Out-Chapter 145: Mr. Hawthorne’s Adorable Side

No matter how many ways Raine Sinclair thought of, they were all vetoed by her second brother.

The reason was that the system had high efficiency and high risk, different from other surgical treatments, and without a signature, it couldn’t proceed.

She just felt that some rules were completely inhumane, watching a patient’s life slowly fade away while being so indifferent.

But her second brother said, "If it were someone else’s grandmother today and you wanted to save her, I certainly wouldn’t stop you. But she is Jonas Hawthorne’s grandmother, and even this Hawthorne Family hospital doesn’t dare to act rashly, let alone you, an outsider?"

The word "outsider" completely woke Raine Sinclair up.

She was silent for a long time, said nothing more, and turned to Jonas Hawthorne’s ward.

At this time, she could only place her hope on Jonas Hawthorne.

As long as he wakes up and signs, it will be fine.

Raine suddenly felt that the Jonas Hawthorne she had disliked for three months was actually needed at certain times.

Walking into the ward again, seeing him wrapped in numerous devices, her heart seemed to calm down a lot.

Remembering the time when her own blood was drawn and lying helpless on a hospital bed, she had also struggled...

With a gentle sigh, Raine looked at his peaceful sleeping face, subconsciously muttering, "Jonas, you’ve slept for so long, you should wake up now, right? Grandma’s condition is getting worse, only you can save her."

Unfortunately, no matter what she said, the man on the bed still kept his eyes tightly closed, seemingly completely isolated from the outside world.

After sitting alone for a while, Raine felt a bit tired and took a nap on a chair beside the bed.

Due to recent trials, her body hadn’t fully recovered. Having been running around all day, she felt especially heavy-eyed and couldn’t resist the increasingly overwhelming drowsiness.

In the second before falling asleep, Raine was still thinking, fortunately, she had the habit of exercising and a regular and nutritious diet, which gave her good health.

Otherwise, she might not have been able to endure the turmoil of these past two months...

Not long after Raine fell asleep, Jonas Hawthorne, who had been in a coma for a long time, suddenly furrowed his long brows.

He did not open his eyes, but the heart monitor showed a different reaction.

The nurse who came in to check noticed this and quickly called John Franklin in.

While John Franklin was examining Jonas Hawthorne, he saw him faintly open his eyes...

Although the deep black eyes lacked the domineering and spirited look of the past, they were full of fatigue and confusion.

But anyway, as long as he wakes up, it’s good.

"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" John Franklin asked while motioning for the nurse to change the medicine.

Jonas Hawthorne said nothing, just shook his head slightly.

Just waking up, his body was still a bit numb. The first thing he saw was the ceiling above, the fluorescent light, then Raine sleeping beside his bed...

His gaze deepened, as if his consciousness instantly returned to his mind.

Seeing the light in both his eyes, John Franklin looked at his sleeping sister and finally smiled, "You still recognize people, it seems you’re fine now."

Hearing this, Jonas Hawthorne looked back.

Recognizing John Franklin in his second glance, he uttered with some effort, his voice dry and hoarse due to his parched throat, "John, how long have I slept?"

"Strictly speaking, you’ve been in a coma for two whole days," John Franklin answered.

Jonas Hawthorne frowned, seemingly trying to recall what happened before he passed out.

Seeing him like this, John Franklin raised an eyebrow, "You’re not surprised to see me?"

"I saw York Jennings a few days ago." Jonas Hawthorne smiled faintly.

The Jennings elder came, York Jennings came, presumably Raine’s other two brothers also came.

It wasn’t surprising.

"Truly smart." John Franklin said, handing a consent form to Jonas Hawthorne, "Your grandmother is ill and needs immediate treatment. Sign the consent form."

Jonas Hawthorne suddenly squinted his phoenix eyes, "What’s wrong with Grandma?"

"It’s not something that can be explained quickly; we’re just waiting for your signature to save her." John Franklin added.

Jonas Hawthorne took the consent form and was looking at it, when Raine woke up.

She heard the last two sentences John Franklin said and had no time to be shocked at Jonas’ awakening, hastily urging him, "What are you looking at? It’s a waste of time! Quickly sign!"

Saying this, Raine picked up the pen that had fallen on the bed and stuffed it into Jonas Hawthorne’s hand.

This time, Jonas looked at her for half a second without saying a word or hesitating, swiftly signing his name.

The bold and vigorous signature of Jonas Hawthorne instantly appeared on the paper.

Seeing him act so fast, without any dithering, John Franklin remarked, "It’s still Raine’s words that work, I’ve been urging you for a long time, and you wouldn’t sign."

Instantly, the atmosphere between Jonas Hawthorne and Raine became somewhat ambiguous.

And the instigator turned to leave at this moment, "I’ll go check on Mrs. Hawthorne first. Raine, you keep an eye on him here. Although he’s awake, his body is still very weak, needs to stay in bed for rest, wait for me to come back."

With that, John Franklin was already at the door, pausing for a moment to remind, "Don’t upset him."

Raine’s eyebrow twitched, was her second brother doing this on purpose?

Once John Franklin left, the nurse returned with some glucose solution, intending to continue the infusion for Jonas Hawthorne, who was already sitting up, reaching for the needle in his hand.

The nurse was startled, hastily stopping him, "Mr. Hawthorne, you can’t remove the needle! You still need the infusion!"

"It’s not necessary." Jonas persisted in reaching, about to pull out the needle, only to be scolded by Raine beside him, "What are you doing? Lie back down!"

Jonas paused.

The nurse was also stunned, hardly believing what she saw in this masked female doctor. Although she followed Dr. Franklin here, she seemed so imposing?

Knowing the patient before her was the formidable Mr. Jonas Hawthorne of Sedonia! Even the nobility showed him reverence!

Raine didn’t care how powerful Jonas was; at that moment, he seemed like a stubborn man who didn’t realize the value of life!

And there was more for the nurse to be surprised by!

Because she watched as the once-overwhelmingly powerful Mr. Hawthorne, like an obedient child, lay back on the bed, quietly resuming his IV.

This... somehow Mr. Hawthorne didn’t seem so scary, maybe even a bit cute?

Throughout this, Jonas’ eyes were fixed on Raine.

Feeling his gaze, Raine finally turned to the nurse, "You can leave now, I’ll call you if there’s a problem."

"Yes, Dr. Lawson." The nurse turned to leave, her previous address causing Jonas to raise his eyebrows.

"Dr. Lawson?" he repeated, questioning Raine.