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.

came.She looked

arms around her chest, lowered her head, and

suddenly

she was

approached her, she immediately

you doing?" Awhite sheet was handed to

a cold sitting

to sleep for a while and rest? You have to be busy during the day.There

the white sheet in her hand

there were too many beds in this hospital for sleep, or because

simply that she was going to

smiled at her and did not force her, then went back

night, Christina was wrapped in

there was someone sitting next to

six o'clock in the morning, people began to get busy one after another

of wards, Christina used to have the habit of getting up early in

good state of mind.She folded the white sheet and returned it to

as a few doctors entered Donald's ward to examine him, Betty and

waited nervously outside the

again, and the bald doctor in white came out who seemed to

has been controlled.It becomes normal concerning his temperature, blood pressure, and heartbeat that had been monitored last night.In the afternoon, you can go in batches to see

everyone was relieved.Mrs.Dickens kept thanking

"Thank you so much."

of Betty's eyes and she thanked him with

Christina did not say thanks to

her neck and

it will take a long time for your father to receive rehabilitation after

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

would have trouble thinking and speaking, but

the best that

the corner of her eyes