Spoil My Errant Wife

Christina sat on a metal chair in the hospital, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

In fact, she couldn't sleep.

She was now on the seventh floor of the inpatient department, which was the cardiology department, and the ward in front of her was an isolated intensive care unit.

Her father, Donald, was lying inside.She blinked her eyes and moved a little.

It was a long night and she just sat there pretending to be asleep.

She herself did not understand whether it was because she was too nervous about her father's illness, or because she knew that Patrick was also in this hospital.

It was January in winter, and it was 1 o'clock in the morning.

There was no heating in the corridor of the hospital.She tugged at her light pink coat.Her fair fingers were so cold that they turned red.Her aunt Betty was with her grandmother in the ward on the fifth floor.

At 9 p.m., Charles asked someone to buy some takeout.

Her grandmother and aunt ate some while she was not hungry.

They all knew that her father was in danger that he suffered the rupture of the blood vessels in the brain, and they were anxious, but they also understood that the only thing they could do now was to wait.

The glass windows around the hospital walls had been closed, but she still felt a rush of cold wind blowing from time to time along the white corridor, with the smell of disinfectant and blood.She really hated or was afraid of the hospital.

The more she thought about it, the more nervous she became, and her face looked a little pale.

Suddenly, she heard a shoes-stepping sound.

It was the sound of a man's leather shoes stepping on the floor, only one sound, and then it seemed to have disappeared.

She immediately turned her head and looked in the direction of her left hand, but she stared for a long time and did not see anyone passing by.

She might have misheard, but that direction made her very uncomfortable as if there was a burning line of sight over there.

The nurse station was not far from her.

the nurses talking came.She looked back and did not

chest, lowered her head,

she suddenly fell

was still

she immediately

are you doing?" Awhite sheet

would catch a cold sitting here."

wait.Why don't you take advantage of the time you have now to sleep for a

the white sheet in her hand and looked at

because there were too many beds in this hospital for sleep, or because the nurse was too considerate, or because of something

Christina said simply that she was going to

not

for this long night, Christina was wrapped in a white

was someone sitting next to her who

to get busy one after another

were doctors making rounds of wards, Christina used to have the habit of getting up early in the morning

state of mind.She folded the white sheet and returned it to the nurse.She also looked around, finding no

doctors entered Donald's ward to

waited nervously outside the

and the bald doctor in white came out who

that had been monitored last

was relieved.Mrs.Dickens kept

"Thank you so much."

in the corner of Betty's eyes and she thanked him

did not say thanks

her neck and looked into the

Dickens, it will take a long time for your father to receive rehabilitation after he wakes up.I hope you are

had too much cerebral hemorrhage on his right side, which would definitely affect

would have trouble thinking and speaking, but it was luckiest

best

tears from the corner of her eyes and muttered