Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 114

A good variety of drugs in different bottles.

There was a lot of chatter among the onlookers.

"There are so many kinds of medicine. How could we know which one to give her, hurry up and call an ambulance."

"It's too late! It looks like she is going into a comma."

"So that's her bag. No wonder it looks like she's looking for something, but it turns out she can't reach her own bag."

"Does anyone know these drugs?"

Joyce was not influenced by the people around her, she immediately went up and helped Cecelia up. Then she helped her lean forward to help her with her breathing and unbuttoned two buttons of Cecelia’s blouse. Finally, she picked up the glucocorticoid aerosol, pinched Cecelia's chin, and sprayed it several times into Cecelia's mouth.

Then Joyce opened one of the vials, took out the oral receptor agonist, put it in Cecelia's mouth, and helped her swallow.

Soon, Cecelia’s breathing slowed down, though still heavily, and her face gradually returned to normal.

Among the crowd, someone recognized Joyce.

"Hey, isn't this the girl who jumped into the canal to save the man, as reported last time?"

"Yeah, Khebury Shining Star? That's her! That's her!"

"I'm sure she had learned first aid. Otherwise, I really don't know which one is the right one to use from this pile of medicine."

"Even that would be well deserved."

And yes, Cecelia has no reason to know her.

The last time they met was at Riveria Haze, when her handbag accidentally fell on the floor and Cecelia picked it up and returned it to her, and even now she could still remember her soft smile and motherly kindness.

Cecelia saw Joyce did not speak and seemed to have some difficulties, and she said, "If it is inconvenient for you, it is okay."

At this moment, Cecelia was well beyond just beauty. She was kind, gentle, mild, and noble. Whoever stood beside her would instantly eclipse.

Joyce lightly pursed her lips and spoke, "Auntie, I'm the one you're waiting for."

Cecelia looked at her in disbelief.

"Auntie, I'm Joyce," Joyce said solemnly, biting her lip.