My dear lawyer

Chapter 347 Happiness

The director of the hospital would very much like to please William and push the wheelchair for him, but

William’s glare made him rather confused.

One warm-hearted doctor reminded William, “Miss Vivian is injured now. Why not let the director do

you a favor?”

William glanced at Vivian’s injured feet. Then he restrained his anger and nodded.

The director finally realized he just ruined William’s plan. It was no wonder that William glared at him.

The director gave a ‘well-done’ look to the doctor, nodding to Vivian and was ready to push William to

the operation room.

Seeing William was taken away, she couldn’t help saying, “Wait! I...I would like to go with you.” She told

herself she did this because she felt guilty about William’s injury.

“No.” William refused determinedly

Vivian took a few steps forward and said, “It’s doesn’t count to me when you say ‘No’, but it counts to

me when I say ‘Yes’.

William glanced at Vivian who was so stubborn. He pulled Vivian and let her sit on his legs. Vivian was

just a few millimeters away from his wound.

“What are you doing?” “Let go of me.” Vivian tried to escape from William. But thinking of his wounded

leg, Vivian can only keep her back stiff and dared not to really sit on his legs.

“Sit still! Don’t try to be brave when you can’t.” William said with an expressionless face.

Vivian’s subconscious went, “Does he know how awkward the posture is? There are lots of doctors and

nurses there. By the way, is it suitable for the director to push both of them in one wheelchair?”

Vivian looked at the doctors around them in embarrassment. She found the doctors were avoiding her.

When she looked at them, they looked away immediately, pretending nothing special happened.

How clever they were.

“Miss Vivian, I suggest you cooperate with us because Mr. William’s condition is very urgent now.” A

doctor next to Vivian persuaded her.

They made Vivian look like the mischievous one in the whole situation, so she could only turn her head

away with her face red, acquiescing in the doctor’s suggestion.

When the director pushed the wheelchair through the crowd, Vivian’s face became much redder. She

wanted to be an ostrich and hide her head into a sandy drift.

William mocked at Vivian, “You are very bold, aren’t you? Now you are afraid of how people are looking

at us and even want to avoid this situation.”

“I would like to blame you for this.” Vivian clenched her teeth and said angrily.

William said innocently, “I didn’t ask you to come with me.”

Vivian pinched William’s arm as hard as she could and expectedly heard his light groan.

A doctor beside William heard his groan and thought he touched his injury. So he immediately asked Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

William with concern, “Mr. William, are you alright? Is your wound bleeding again?”

William looked down, seeing Vivian’s guilty expression and said in a calm tone, “I am alright. Just bit by

an ant.”

The doctor was confused. Ants? How would there be ants on Mr. William’s body? But when he saw the

interaction between Mr. William and Miss Vivian, he nodded in clear manner. It turned out to be a

flirtation.

Vivian had already scolded William in her mind for a thousand times, “Who is an ant! Who has ever

seen an ant her size? If it's really an ant, it's a mutant ant, too!”

Pooh, Pooh, Pooh! How could she get distracted by William's words?

Then Vivian kept silent all the way to the operation room. Her face remained angry as if somebody had

owed her five million. But Vivian had no idea how seductive her deliberately angry face would be to

William.

After William was pushed into the operation room, Vivian was waiting at the door. She wouldn’t

acknowledge that she cared about the man inside. She just didn’t want to be blamed for his possible

disability in the future. That was all.

Vivian gave herself several mental prompts in her heart before she felt more relaxed.

“Miss Vivian, Roe is awake now.” A nurse came from ICU informed her.

Vivian jumped up from the chair as soon as he heard the news, not caring about the fact that William

was still in operation, and grabbed the nurse’s hand and asked anxiously, “Really?”

“Yes, Roe is just awake.” The nurse nodded happily.

Vivian couldn’t wait to run to Roe. Her feet ached and almost fell down when she walked for a few

steps. Her toes would have cracked again if she had just followed William on foot.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of the wheelchair William had just used and quickly

said, "Could you please help me."

“Well?” The nurse, puzzled, followed her gaze, and immediately understood her words. She nodded

and said, “No problem, just sit on it.”

Therefore Vivian directly sat on the wheelchair pushed by the nurse. William in the operating room

thought that Vivian was waiting for him at the door.

She must be crying out there and felt guilty when she saw he had a plaster cast on his legs after

finishing operation.

She must be weeping secretly at the moment, waiting for him to finish his surgery. However, she would

feel even more guilty and distressed when she saw him in a plaster cast with bandages later.

Thinking of this, Lu Zecheng's heart began to be a little impatient, and his face was still indifferent and

calm, "Are we done?"

“Almost done. Just sew the last bit and wrap the bandage around it.” The doctor lowered his head and

stitched earnestly, not noticing that William's face had darkened.

“I need a plaster cast.” William ordered coldly.

The doctor supposed William reckoned that he was seriously injured. Therefor the doctor comforted

him, “Don’t worry, Mr. William. It’s just a minor injury. As long as the stitches are closed, you can walk

by yourself.”

William’s eyes were filled with anger. With a worsening expression of coldness on his face, William

boomed out, “I said I need a plaster cast.”

He had suffered many wounds and naturally knew that this injury was only to the flesh and not to the

meridian bone. A plaster cast was surely unnecessary for his injury, but without that, Vivian wouldn’t

care much about him, which would make his injury meaningless.

The doctor wasn’t aware of what William was thinking about until he raised his head and saw the angry

look in William’s eyes. Then the doctor said with fake earnestness, “Mr. William, you are right. We must

apply a plaster cast on your leg. Otherwise, you will have sequela of this injury, “

Satisfied, William said without any comment, “Okay.”

The doctor was a little shocked. Why would he feel William was unwilling to have a plaster cast? He

had to lie about William’s condition. That really made him stressful as a doctor. Knowing William was a

man of high status; the doctor could only do what William required him to do.

The doctor exhorted William, “Mr. William, you can undo your plaster cast during the night in order to

expose your wound to the air.”

These days, people do scarify their lives for romantic love.