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“Karina, ask for me. Isolde looked at Karina, “It’s quite a hassle to make an appointment for an operation.
waiting another week
is too long.”
It’s always her own flesh and blood, staying one more day, her reluctance is one more point.
She was afraid, afraid that if she dragged on like this, she would backtrack…….
Although Karina felt that this was not good, Isolde was so insistent that she had to ask for her.
Michelle heard that Isolde just came out of the resuscitation room, her forehead was still stitched, and she even wanted to do the surgery in the afternoon, not to mention agreeing to it, and scolded Karina directly on the phone.
Karina was so scolded that she didn’t dare to say a word.
After hanging up the phone, she grumbled with a small mouth, “See, it’s not allowed! You’re not kidding about being a rare blood type! It’s the first time I’ve been scolded this badly by a teacher since I switched to regular!”
“Sorry, I’m just ……”
“Okay, okay.” Karina interrupted her and glared at her, “How many times have you told me you’re sorry since you woke up, I’m getting tired of hearing you say it’s not annoying, now don’t you think about anything and
get some rest.”
Isolde pursed her lips and didn’t say anything else.
Karina saw that she was always sad, pursed her lips and sighed: “Don’t be anxious, your situation is very clear to Ms. Michelle, she told me that the blood bank side she will always report it, after the New Year, if you still
want to do it, let me call her at any time.”
Isolde touched her stomach, “Then let’s talk about it after the New Year.”
In the evening, Arthur took the time to come over and visit Isolde.
Karina had gone to work and it was just the two of them in the hospital room.
After Arthur confirms that Isolde is not in any serious condition, he clears his throat and after much deliberation, he speaks, “That, Vincent came to see me in the morning.”
Isolde looked puzzled.
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After a few seconds, she looked to Arthur, “Dr. Arthur, there’s a question I’ve been meaning to ask, did Vincent mention me in front of you?”
Arthur froze, after thinking back, he answered truthfully, “That doesn’t really seem to be the case!”
At that. Isolde tugged the corner of her mouth extremely lightly.
An expected answer.
In the past five years, Vincent had never brought her to meet any of her friends, and she had thought that Vincent was too busy with his work to find the time, or that Vincent was indifferent and didn’t like to have private gatherings to eat, drink and have fun.
It was only when Doris returned to China and Rowan’s life was revealed that she realized that Vincent had arranged everything from the moment she begged him to come to her mother’s defense.
He reached out his hand towards her in the aura of a savior, and she thought it was salvation, but she didn’t
know that he was reaching out only to cast a net over her.
In the wedding net that Vincent personally wove for her, she was convinced that inside the net was a world
sheltered by him, but she didn’t know that it was just a net full of fish hooks.
Five years of marriage, she has long been unknowingly all over the body, and Vincent, the person who laid the net, from the beginning to the end of the free to come and go, gains and losses are in his control in the
calculation!
Only she, all in a mess no one knows.
The ward is silent.
Isolde’s silence at this moment has a kind of indescribable sadness, Arthur looked a little intolerant.
“Are you okay?” Arthur asked carefully, “Did I say the wrong thing?”
Isolde looked back at Arthur and suddenly hooked her lips in a cold smile, “Since Vincent didn’t mention me,
what makes Dr. Arthur think Vincent will help me?”
Arthur:
”
”
Yeah, what makes him?
Vincent has never responded positively to what his relationship with Isolde really is from start to finish!
He did ask, but Vincent just wouldn’t say.
Arthur looked at Isolde and suddenly felt a little awkward.
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