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.”

Ernest was quite resolute, she realized that he would only treat her own wound after making sure that the cut on her finger was bandaged.

in the ward and said, “Can you have

his wound, including the change of medicine, was treated by

they were responsible for different aspects and seldom overstepped the boundaries in usual times because they wanted the treatment to have a

doctor had to treat Florence’s

glance at each other

and said, “You, please come over

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

Ernest had given the order, he didn’t have the guts to

pressure, the doctor walked forward

a one-or-two-centimeter long cut. Generally, such a wound could be stanched

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

was so professional that Florence even felt no

medical team

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

serious the wounds covered by the bandages

even the gauze bandage on his back

was simply a small movement, yet much blood oozed out. Florence felt her heart

give a shit about his wounds at all, but he

“It’s simply a little blood and I won’t die of this.

words were like a dagger and Florence felt

died that

irritating sensation in the nose and abruptly turn her head toward the direction opposite

would rather that she was the

when looking at

was comforting her, why

should do 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

and said in a cold voice,

doctor’s hand froze in the air and his forehead

and Mr. Hawkins disdained him after several

he would not be able to stay in his exclusive medical team in the

the reactions and

each other more