Telling Lies, loving you

Chapter 57 Scott, You Seem To Have Changed

Scott slowly opened his eyes and saw a white scene. Two bottles of nutrition liquid were hanging on the bedside.

As he remembered something, he quickly removed the needle, lifted the thin quilt on his body and was about to get out, but was stopped by the nurse who had just come in. "Sir, you are still very weak after the blood drawing. Please don't move."

"No, I want to see her!" Now, Scott just wanted to see how she was. He totally ignored the nurse's words. He struggled to get out. Although the nurse stopped him, the woman was not as strong as the man.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open again, and Walter walked in with two plastic bags in his hands. He put down the things in his hand immediately when he saw Scott. He signaled the nurse behind him to leave.

"Scott, she's out of danger. Don't worry." He tried hard to soothe Scott, but unfortunately, he did not listen to him at all now.

"No, I want to see her!" Scott pushed the person in front of him and tried to rush out. Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

"Okay. Calm down first. I'll take you to see her." Now, it was the only way out. However, because of the blood drawing, he was still weak. He was worried that he might faint again.

When he opened the door of another ward and saw the woman lying on the bed, Scott quickly ran over. He bent over the bed and held her cold hand. His eyes were filled with care.

"Don't worry too much, Scott. The doctor said that she was out of danger now. As long as she wakes up, she needs more rest and can be discharged. " He walked to him and patted on him shoulder to comfort him.

Scott did not answer him, but looked at the person lying on the bed. At this moment, she looked very pale. If he wasn't worried about that, it would be a lie.

Perhaps even Scott did not know how painful and angry he was when he saw her injured.

"Thank you, Walter. If you hadn't come in time, we might have died," Listening to the steady breath of Michelle, Scott was finally relieved.

"It's no pleasure. Don't mention it. Luckily, your lawyer called me. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known you were in France. But, Scott, I haven't seen you for a while. You seem to have changed. " Walter felt uncomfortable when he was faced with such polite words. At least, Scott had never been so polite to him before.

"Really? I think I am still the same as before."

Walter furrowed his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything else. He just stood there silently.

A week later.

The man lying in bed slowly opened her eyes and saw the white dazzling ceiling and a faint smell of disinfectant. She tried to focus her eyes and sit up as if something came to her mind. As she moved, she accidentally touched her wound and bit her lips.

This scene was found by the person who just pushed the door in. For a moment, his heart was filled with indescribable joy.

"You woke up?" Scott put the fruit he bought on the nightstand and helped her up carefully. "Be careful. Don't move. Your wound is still healing. It won't be good if it breaks again."