It was half an hour after Arthur came out of the operating room.
Returning to his office, he was surprised to see Vincent sitting on the couch as soon as the door was pushed
open!
“You didn’t answer several phone calls! And now you suddenly appeared in my office! Are you playing surprise with me? But come on, I’m not Doris!”
Vincent’s cold face showed little emotion, only lifting the curtains of his eyes to glance at him lightly.
Arthur walked in, took the door with him, walked over to the water fountain and got a glass of warm water,
then spat, “Not that I’m talking about you, but what were you up to this morning? You could have at least
answered one of the five phone calls!”
Vincent didn’t answer his words and only asked, “You just came back from the resuscitation room?”
“Yeah!” Arthur walked over and sat down opposite Vincent, his tall body leaning on the back of the sofa, his
whole body relaxing, “I’m exhausted, I’m so tired, I’m so tired, I’m so tired, I’m so tired, I’m so tired, I’m so
tired.
At that, Vincent’s eyebrows jumped, “That serious?”
“What else? Internal hemorrhage, now the life is saved, but still have to stay in icu for a few days…….‘
”
“Internal bleeding?” Vincent interrupted Arthur’s words, a pair of black eyes staring at Arthur, the bottom of
the eyes seem to have a storm brewing.
Arthur was currently rubbing his sore neck with his eyes closed, not noticing Vincent’s strange behavior.
“Yesterday was fine, today suddenly like this, so say ah, this people live a life really need to cherish the immediate ah, who does not know the accident and tomorrow which comes first, just like my patient ……”
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“Where?”
Arthur: “?”
He opened his eyes but was startled by Vincent’s gloomy face, “No, what’s wrong with you?”
“Internal bleeding, who hit him?” Vincent’s voice was cold with an anger that could not be ignored.
“Beat?” Arthur sat up straight and looked at Rowan with a ‘are you alright‘ expression, “Bro, an eighty year old man ah, who dares to hit!”
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Vincent was shunned.
“Old man?” He frowned, his clenched fists loosened a few points. “The person you just resuscitated is
“My patient?” Arthur thought Vincent was a little out of sorts today. “No, what do you care about eighty year
? Why do you care about why I came to you this morning?”
Vincent parsed his lips and said nothing, but now he looked at Arthur with obvious disdain.
Arthur was confused by the look in his eyes.
Vincent what the hell do you mean? There’s something wrong with you! Did you not answer your phone this morning and something big happened? What the hell have you been busy with, do you know….. hello! I haven’t even finished talking yet and you’re gone?Vincent.……….”
With a bang, the office door opened and closed.
Arthur looked at the closed door and muttered with a frown, “Inexplicable
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Inside the hospital room, Isolde is just waking up.
Karina keeps watch over her and sees her waking up and asks her first how she’s feeling.
Isolde says okay.
After double–checking that there was no reaction to the concussion, Karina let her heart drop.
She then stood beside the bed with her arms crossed and pointed at Isolde’s nose and cursed for a good ten
Isolde next time you dare to give me a head start, I’ll cut you off!”
You think you’re so capable? That’s the Veyra family! Have you forgotten what they did to you five years ago?
“If I hadn’t dragged Dr. Arthur to you today, you’d be dead in the car you know that?!”
Isolde didn’t say a word the whole time.
Only when Karina finished scolding did she obediently say, “I’m sorry for making you worry.”
You’re like this every time!”
Karina glared at her, but while angry, she was still more heartbroken.
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