Spoil My Errant Wife

"How is his condition now?"

It was sunny at midday outside, but it was gloomy in the hospital ward.

The smell of disinfectant was prevalent, which made people lose their spirits.

An old man with a crutch gazed at the ward with his eyes clouded.

He asked someone in a low and hoarse voice, The principal beside looked stiff and replied carefully, "His temperature has returned to normal..."

"I mean his intracranial pressure!"

Old Master Mr.Hopkins's face suddenly darkened as he read the proper noun through gritted teeth.

Acute intracranial pressure, if too high, can lead to cerebral hemorrhage, coma, dilated pupils, and even threaten to life.

But there would usually be many clinical symptoms, such as severe headache, disordered breathing rhythm...Migraines.

They knew about them which they just didn't think of.

This brat, how dared he hide all of them.

The old man retracted his gaze, with his right hand holding his crutch trembling, and he asked slowly, "What is the success rate of the operation?"

"Dad, what operation are you talking about?"

Suddenly the door was pushed open, and Judy looked at them in confusion.

"Haven't Patrick's operation already been completed? Did something happen..."

The dean wanted to explain it, but Old Master Mr.Hopkins gave him a glimpse coldly, he was immediately too afraid to say anything.

This matter, indeed, cannot be mentioned causally.

"Dad, what's the matter? The attending doctor said that Patrick would be fine, and he is just unconscious for the time being..."

Judy noticed something strange and became anxious.

"Get out."

The old man frowned, leaving a sentence without looking at her.

Judy looked a little reluctant and unhappy and glimpsed at Patrick, who was still in a coma in bed.

She whispered, "Dad, I know I've done something wrong in the past, but I'm his mother...

"I've said it.Get out!"

The old man glared at her impatiently.

Judy clenched her lips with her pale face, and hesitated for a moment.

Her son was her greatest support for the rest of her life, so he must be safe.

However, she seemed to be very afraid of Old Master Mr.Hopkins.

to leave with

light above his head hit on

face, revealing his tiredness

brought up to another

warning was sent to

it

dean nodded with his solemn

Mr.Hopkins just stayed for a while and trudged

Dong — 

"Be careful."

fell on the ground by

front of the ward, a nurse hurriedly squatted down to pick up the injection,

at her unsatifisedly and

nurse seemed to be

a little timid and did not

she picked up the injection, and quickly packed the cart when remaining half-bent to show her

the stuff in and let the head nurse take care

dean ordered, fearing that something might

humbly, not daring to look

ahead was so upset that he was in no mood to pay attention to the nurse and urged the

must do our

"Enough.Go for your work!"

man scolded him

wanted to listen to these flattering

trolley at the door of

step by step with her

"What the hell happened?"

Christina didn't understand it.

Grandpa behaved strangely.

a disguise and

ahead, she took a deep breath and walked

He was right here.

sure if she felt wrong that the smell of disinfectant inside was particularly strong, making the room feel like a sterile

instruments in the ward were ringing, and the data on them

closer and

hadn't seen him for

was very healthy before, and he

immersed in guilt, and when eyeing at the cold face she knew well, she

face was quite weak

bed quietly with

connected with his

"Patrick.."

at the head of the bed,

"Patrick, please wake up..."

get too close to him with

help secretly reaching

"Patrick, I'm Christina."

worried

his grim face, thinking of even Patrick, such a strong man was now so weak, she inexplicably wanted to

be awake quickly.I