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.”

resolute, she realized that he would only treat her own wound after making sure that the cut on her finger was bandaged. But there was much more blood

ward and said, “Can you

noble, his wound, including the change of medicine,

other doctors were all famous and authoritative doctors in other aspects of medicine, but they were responsible for different aspects and

the attending doctor had to treat

a glance at each

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

neurologist. Although he was also professional in bandaging the wounds, he was not a top-class profession in this after

given the order, he didn’t have

pressure, the doctor walked forward and began to treat Ernest’s

was not serious and it was simply a one-or-two-centimeter long cut. Generally, such a wound could be stanched by a napkin and then one should simply

like he was treating a serious injure. He disinfected it again and again

doctor was so professional that Florence even felt no

exclusive medical team – they were

condition with worries and concerns. Ernest’s cloth was then taken off and his

to imagine how serious the wounds

opened, even the gauze bandage on

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

at all, but he felt

said coldly and stiffly, “It’s simply a little blood and I won’t die of this. You don’t need to wail for

words were like a dagger and Florence felt more distressed

died that

more irritating sensation in the nose and abruptly turn her head toward

rather that she was the one

when looking at the back

her, why did

her, but the gauze bandages wrapped around his body were removed just now and his

and said in a cold voice,

doctor’s hand froze in the air and his forehead broke out into cold

was really unprofessional and Mr. Hawkins

to stay

standing aside, noticed the reactions

cared about each other more