Honey You Are My Lucky Star (Callen and Chelsea)

Chapter 236

I put my hand under the quilt and trembled slightly. In order to prevent him from seeing through me, I held my hand tightly and lowered my head with a smile. "Do you think it's so hard to understand the reason for doubting our relationship?"

Yes, I understand. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

Harrison was very dissatisfied when he saw Louie in the hospital at night. The conflict between them was caused by misunderstanding, and there was even a tendency that it was getting worse.

But in my eyes, contradiction or misunderstanding had never been a problem, because these things could be explained. As long as it was explained clearly, there would be no problem, so I didn't take it to heart. Even until now, I didn't think it was a big deal.

I took a deep breath and looked up at Harrison. "You can tell me where you misunderstand. I can explain it to you one by one."

"I really want to..."

"Thump thump thump!" There was a knock on the door.

I looked behind Harrison, and the nurse stood at the door and said, "It's ten o'clock. It's time to visit today. Come back tomorrow."

"Wait a minute, okay? We still have something else to finish," I said to the nurse.

The nurse's face changed as soon as she heard my words. "Time is set. You won't delay your visit just because you're alone. If there's anything you're not satisfied with, the hospital lobby will have a case. You're welcome to accept it at anytime."

After that, she looked at Harrison and said, "But now, please leave first."

Originally, she wanted to have a good discussion, and then she could finish her words with Harrison. However, she didn't expect that the nurse would leave without saying anything else. There was only one sentence left.

I looked at Harrison awkwardly and found that his face was not ugly.

"I should go back too. Have a good rest," he said.

I wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. In the end, I could only nod.

Feeling that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, I looked up and saw Harrison stopping when he passed by the nurse.

"If all the nurses in the hospital were like you, I'm afraid no patient would dare to come in." Harrison said indifferently.

"You!” The nurse was furious.

However, before she could say anything, Harrison left. The nurse with nowhere to vent her anger turned her head and glared at me. Then she couldn't walk to the end of my bed. "This is a hospital, not your family. You can do whatever you want. When the time is up, you have to leave. It will be the same in the future!"

"He's already gone. What's the point of saying that?" I asked.

The nurse widened her eyes in disbelief. "Watch your words. There are patients here!"

"If you know that they are all patients, you should be more careful. As a medical worker, you are so irritable, and I really doubt how you treat patients," I said in a neither humble nor arrogant way.

After standing there for about a minute, the nurse finally left angrily.

After she left, I found something. In the ward, where there was a little noise, from some unknown time to time, a quiet needle fell to the ground and could be heard.

He tilted his head to look at the patients around him and saw that they were looking at him in shock.

"What's wrong?" I asked, puzzled.

The female patient on the right was the first to react and said excitedly, "I lived here for nearly a month, and this nurse has always been like this. In private, we all guessed that she had a heart attack."

I chuckled. "Did you guys ask?"

"How is it possible to ask?" The female sick friend looked helpless. "You can't afford to suffer less if you stay in the hospital."

This sentence surprised me. "Do you want too much? What can they do?"

"The most difficult thing to deal with is this kind of situation," the female sick friend said in a low voice.

She continued to ask, but when she saw that her female friend was lying down, she didn't say anything more. Soon, the lights in the ward went out.

I thought I wouldn't be able to fall asleep, but not long after the lights went out, I fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes again, the sky was already bright. Yesterday, I fell down and lay all night. I felt uncomfortable all over. The doctor said that I could get out of bed and walk. I finally got out of bed after no strenuous exercise.

The moment my feet touched the ground, there was only one thought in my mind: It feels so good to be able to touch the earth.

Because there were no relatives at home, the check-up was basically done by me alone. I didn't feel very miserable on TV. Maybe I didn't think about it.

I was at the end of the line. Looking at so many people in front of me, I had a headache. If I had known earlier, I would have come earlier. I didn't know when so many people would line up. I felt depressed and my body hurt.

"Don't you have a good rest during this time? Do you feel that your injury is not serious enough?" His low voice suppressed his anger.

The corners of my lips curled into a smile. I raised my head and met Harrison's gaze. "Why are you here?"

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy that I'm here?" he asked.

"As a director, I need someone to take care of me now, so your appearance is very important to me," I said word by word.

The content of my words was very meaningful. Not only did it show that I was injured, but it also showed the importance of Harrison.

Of course, it was important. If it weren't for him, I would need to line up alone, lonely, pitiful and lonely.

But this idea only lasted for a few seconds. Looking at the people lining up in front of me, I said without thinking, "You have to go to work, and I'm fine here..."

"You want me to go back?" he asked.

"There are so many people in line ahead. I'm afraid you'll waste your time." I finished.

There should be a misunderstanding. I really don't want more and more misunderstandings. It's just two more words. It's not a problem.

Harrison took a deep look at me and said meaningfully, "For you, it's not a good thing to be smart."

After that, he took the list in my hand, turned around, and walked back.

I didn't react for a moment and couldn't stop him in time. I wanted to continue to line up here, but I couldn't pay the bill in his hands. If I went to find him and came back to line up, how long would it take?

"Are you still not leaving?” Harrison stopped and turned to ask me.

I was anxious, but there was nothing I could do. In the end, I left with him. When I walked up to him, I didn't forget to look at the original position where I stood, only to find that it had been stood.

I was so upset that I sighed deeply...

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" I don't know when Harrison has walked up to me and is looking at me impatiently.

I, who was already feeling wronged, felt even more uncomfortable when I heard what he said. I simply stood where I was and rebuked him, "It's not easy for you to get into the queue, but you let me go. Now that someone else is standing, how can I pay for it?"

"I know you are angry, but you don't want to find trouble with my illness, do you? "

As I spoke, my heart ached and I almost burst into tears.