Chapter 190

He was an middle-aged man in his fifties, somewhat short in stature, but his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, his gaze bright, giving off a certain sense of dignity. "Yes, I'm sorry Dean Cullen, I'll take her away right away." The nurse was pulling Willow to leave. But Willow quickly said, "Are you Dean Cullen? I'm not in a rush to change clothes, please read this letter first." After that, she handed over the letter she was holding. Odin frowned, seeming to want to reprimand her for not taking care of her health. But when he saw the handwriting on the envelope, his whole body shivered. "You...you! This letter is..." Odin's nostrils flared, his pupils shrank, and his breath became abrupt, obviously extremely agitated. But just as he was about to speak, he saw the nurse standing next to him and swallowed his words. Odin forcefully suppressed his excitement, "Since she doesn't want to change clothes, go get her a towel and then pour a cup of hot water." The nurse hurriedly complied and lef