A few people chatted for a while, and Eleanor Sterling’s blood was finally transfused. Ronan Keating imdiately gathered a few people to carefully examine Eleanor Sterling.
Brian Zane ordered soone to extract Eleanor Sterling’s blood for examination.
The test results ca out quickly; the toxins in Eleanor Sterling’s body had indeed been greatly diluted. With a few more treatnts, she could overco the virus.
Seeing this good news, Eleanor Sterling smiled.
"Since this therapy can be so successful for , I believe it will be the sa for Alaric Faulkner. Next, we just have to wait for Franklin Faulkner to be caught and get the matching blood from him."
Alaric Faulkner felt delighted; seeing Eleanor Sterling healed was even more joyful than his own recovery.
He laughed, "Now I can be completely at ease."
Eleanor Sterling just wanted to speak, but suddenly she swayed a couple of tis, causing Alaric Faulkner’s face to change drastically as he stepped forward to support her.
"Probably the blood transfusion caused instability in her body condition. You’d better help her to the room to rest."
Alaric Faulkner imdiately carried Eleanor Sterling back to her room to rest.
He placed Eleanor Sterling on the bed, and Eleanor held his hand and said, "Just lie down with for a little while."
Alaric Faulkner lay down beside her.
Eleanor Sterling touched her belly and sighed, "This ti we really had a stroke of luck. Our child too, although they have toxins, they can also be detoxified the sa way after birth."
She had already ordered Estelle Sterling to regularly draw blood, partly to use for Caleb Faulkner and partly to prepare for their unborn child.
Alaric Faulkner put his hand over her belly, his heart softened in an instant. Their family would be alright, and he would protect Eleanor Sterling and the children.
"Sleep, I’ll watch over you."
Eleanor Sterling fell asleep peacefully in his arms.
After Eleanor Sterling fell asleep, Alaric Faulkner got up and went out to find Ronan Keating.
At this ti, an expert in disguise had already arrived at The Keating Family.
Alaric Faulkner glanced at Ronan Keating and asked, "Did the Family Head express anything?"
He was referring to the matter of Eleanor Sterling being recognized by her family, a week ago he had given Tristan Keating ti.
Now, with a week almost passed, he believed Tristan would be clear on whether to recognize Eleanor Sterling or not.
Ronan Keating sighed with so helplessness, "My father is rather stubborn, maybe he needs so ti."
Tristan Keating wasn’t unwilling to recognize Eleanor Sterling, but recognizing her would an driving Giselle Keating out, sothing he was reluctant to do.
"Alright, I understand."
Since it had been so long and Tristan Keating hadn’t made a decision, he didn’t need to wait anymore.
Actually, Tristan Keating planned to adopt a delaying tactic, intending to just continue like this.
After all, Eleanor Sterling now lived at The Keating Family, enjoying the sa treatnt as the family youngest daughter.
Alaric Faulkner instructed soone to draft a consent form to sever ties, and then he sat down peacefully, letting soone start the disguise for him.
Ronan Keating found incredibly skilled people from sowhere, and quickly made it happen.
When Alaric Faulkner reappeared, he was a strange man; as long as he didn’t reveal himself, even familiar people standing by might not recognize him.
After a short nap, Eleanor Sterling woke up and went downstairs to find Alaric Faulkner and Ronan Keating.
She happened to see Alaric Faulkner sitting in the living room.
Eleanor Sterling’s footsteps paused for a mont, then she stepped forward into his arms, Alaric Faulkner was dazed for a mont, then he embraced her in return.
"How did you recognize ?"
Alaric Faulkner had checked, the disguise was indeed masterful, totally unrecognizable; he wondered how Eleanor Sterling recognized him.
Eleanor Sterling smiled, "Intuition."
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