My dear lawyer

Chapter 329 Distressed till numbness

"Forget it, forget it." The doctor was still a little sympathetic, waving her hand carelessly, "He is

temporarily out of danger. As long as there is no adverse reaction tonight, he will be truly safe."

"When can I go in and see him? He needs me now." Vivian looked at the closed door eagerly, wishing

that she could see Roe through the door.

The doctor took out a watch from her pocket, glanced at it, and said, “Don’t even think about it now. He

is not awake yet and is still in a coma. He will be transferred to the sterile room after an hour. Then you

can see him through the glass."

"Okay, thank you so much doctor!" Vivian was very moved. He would be OK after surviving tonight. Her

gloomy heart was full of hope with such a light.

The doctor squeezed her eyebrows tiredly and asked, "We can’t find out the root cause of his poisoning

yet, but you as a mother are really careless. He has a congenital heart disease. You should take great

care of him. What on earth did he eat?"

She thought that the child was poisoned by eating something, but they couldn't detect what it was, so

she asked.

Scolded by the doctor, Vivian did not refute at all, and kept nodding her head blaming herself, "Doctor,

it's my fault, because I didn't take good care of the child. I don't deserve to be his mother."

The doctor didn't expect her huge reaction on the question. She glanced at John suspiciously, as if

asking him what was going on?

"Doctor, we will investigate the poisoning ourselves. Thanks for your efforts. I will talk to the Director

about it." It was not convenient for John to say more. It wws not that he would not say, but it was

useless to tell the doctor. Right now, the most important thing was to save Roe's life.

Exposed to too much irritation, coupled with self-blame and guilt, Vivian was on brink of falling to the

ground.

When the doctor heard John’s words, she understood the man had a high status, as he had

relationship with their Director. Her tone became polite. "This is what I should do. Please go through

the hospital formalities and pay the bill."

"Okay." John agreed.

"I'll go inside first to see the patient's condition. You can see him after an hour." The doctor finished the

notice, opened the door of the emergency ward and walked in.

Vivian stood outside the door and stared eagerly, but apart from a door, there was a thick dark curtain

inside, blocking all her sight, and she saw nothing.

The door to the emergency ward was closed again, and John followed up and said, "Vivian, I will take

you to treat the wound first."

"No, I have to wait here." She couldn't rest assured if she couldn't see Roe.

John had no choice but to mention Roe, "Roe still need you to take care of him. If you don’t treat the

wound, how can you take care of him when the wound becomes infected and inflamed."

"Yes, Roe is still waiting for me to take care of him. I can't fall down, I can't fall down." Vivian repeated

the words several times with no feeling, and her eyes regained focus, sorrowful but tough.

She can't fall down, at least for Roe.

Seeing that Vivian was finally willing to cooperate, John breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid

that Vivian would wait here persistently, fearing that she could fall down when Roe hadn't woken up yet.

In the ward, the doctor saw the injuries on Vivian's body and couldn't help shaking her head, "How

careless you are on your body. There are constant old injuries, and so many new injuries added."

After speaking, she glanced at John like reproaching.

John remained in silence. Indeed, if he accompanied them today, nothing like this would happen, and

there would be no need for Vivian to bear such kind of pressure and pain alone.

"Doctor, don't blame her. It's my fault, and this is the punishment I deserve." These injuries were not

worth mentioning compared with Roe's suffering.

The doctor glanced at Vivian, shook her head and said nothing more. She really couldn't understand

the feelings of young people nowadays.

After the disinfection with alcohol cotton which should have been painful, Vivian had no response, as if

she was not injured at all, without any extra expressions.

John saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart. He wished to endure the pain for her, and hated his

incapable of action even more. The two hands behind his back clenched unconsciously.

"If it hurts, just shout it out. There is no need to hold back." The doctor encountered such an enduring

woman for the first time, and even a man could not have such endurance.

This was enough to prove that these scars were not uncommon to the woman, and she had long been

used to it.

Vivian, like a wooden doll, did not respond.

"I'm going to stitch. If you feel unbearable, I can give you some anesthetics." The doctor sighed when

she saw that she didn't respond, and started stitching. During the whole process, Vivian only frowned

occasionally, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat. There was no other expression on her Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

face.

Finally, the doctor finished everything and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. As a doctor, she

was more nervous than the patient, which was so rare.

"Your wrist is now swollen and inflamed. It is not as simple as a dislocation. You must be hospitalized.

The injury on your foot is not very serious, but you haven’t dealt with it for a long time. During your

squatting, the blood does not circulate for a long time. It needs observation on whether there is any

adverse reaction."

"Go through the hospital formalities first." The doctor said to John.

John felt worried about Vivian sitting here alone. The doctor saw this and said angrily, "You go through

the hospital formalities first. I'll take care her."

John glanced at Vivian, who was dull-eyed, and nodded, "Well. Thanks."

"Go ahead." The doctor didn't say anything.

Knowing that Vivian might not respond, John still said to her softly, "Vivian, wait for me here for a while,

and I will be back soon."

Sure enough, Vivian just nodded and said nothing.

A trace of distress flashed in John's elegant eyes, and he followed the nurse on the side.

Vivian's eyes moved the moment John left. In the end, she still didn't say a word until John left the

ward. It was not that she had no sense of consciousness, but she didn't know what to say.

It seemed that her language ability was lost all of a sudden, and even the pain disappeared. She

wanted to shout and vent, but she couldn't do anything.

After then, she understood that not every concession and forbearance led to a happy ending, and it

was not for her to escape. Life would still go on.