My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence was stunned and then quickly pulled herself together. She finally realized how shameful her posture was when she saw the astonishment on the doctors’ faces.

“I…I… It’s not what you think.”

Flustered, Florence let go of Ernest and jumped down the bed.

Her face was so red as if it was about to drip blood at the next moment. And she lowered her head and was ready to run towards outside.

It would be really embarrassing if these doctors thought that she wanted to rape Ernest by taking advantage of Ernest’s serious injuries.

“Don’t leave.”

Ernest grabbed Florence’s wrist to stop her.

He didn’t use too much strength, but Florence still stopped because she was afraid that Ernest’s wound would be opened again.

She said with a crimson red face, “You shall change the medicine first. I.. I will wait outside.”

She felt very embarrassed to stay in the ward.

Ernest didn’t let go of her; instead, he ordered the doctors, “Bandage her finger first.”

The attending doctor immediately walked towards Florence and looked towards her hand, “Miss, please give me your hand…”

He was interrupted before he could finish his words.

Ernest held up Florence’s hand and then small wound that was cut by the fruit knife was exposed.

Er… It only needed a band aid. Was it necessary to bandage it?

Mr. Hawkins, wasn’t your wound more serious?

Seeing that the doctor was absent-minded, Ernest urged him impatiently, “Can’t you hurry up?”

The doctor was rendered speechless. This wound was really small and was it necessary to ask him, an attending doctor, to treat it?

“All right, I will help this miss bandage the wound right now.” The doctor then waved his hand to gesture the nurse to push a nursing cart forwards and then said to Florence, “Miss, please sit down, I will bandage your wound.”

after

and said, “Can you have a look at Ernest’s wound.

was so noble, his wound, including the change of medicine,

medicine, but they were responsible for different aspects and seldom

the attending doctor had to treat Florence’s

took a glance at each

at a doctor casually and said, “You, please come over and

bandaging the wounds, he was not a top-class profession in this after all. Was he qualified to treat Ernest’s

since Ernest had given the order, he didn’t have

doctor walked forward and

not serious and it was simply a one-or-two-centimeter long cut. Generally, such a wound could

he was treating a serious injure. He disinfected it again and again and went through all the procedures

professional that Florence even felt no

Ernest’s exclusive medical team – they were really professional in

Ernest’s condition with worries and concerns. Ernest’s cloth was then taken off and his body that was covered with bandages was exposed. Florence’s heart missed one beat when she saw the

to imagine how serious the wounds covered by the bandages

the wound on his arm was opened, even the gauze bandage on his

small movement, yet much blood oozed out. Florence felt her heart wrenched

didn’t give a shit about his wounds at all,

and I won’t die of this.

Florence felt more distressed when she heard the

almost died

abruptly turn her head toward the direction opposite to Ernest. Then

rather that she was the one to get

when looking at

comforting her, why did she

at the moment. He wanted to pull her into his arms and consoled her, but the gauze bandages wrapped around his body were removed just now and his wounds looked so horrible. He was

said

hand froze in the air and his forehead broke

and Mr. Hawkins disdained

to stay in his exclusive medical

noticed the reactions and changes of emotions of Florence

all cared about each other more than