Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 282

Patrick and Aimee didn't go home immediately, but went to the hospital first.

In the ward, Casey was almost bored to the point of explosion, and the games she usually liked to play were no longer fun. Her mind was full of thoughts about whether Kelvin saw Patrick and Aimee, and when they would come back.

However, she didn't dare to call him, and she couldn't tell grandpa and Miles that she was aggrieved.

Just as Casey sighed countless times, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Casey naturally thought that it was either a doctor or nurse, or grandpa or Miles. Without even raising her head, she continued to sigh.

Aimee and Patrick glanced at each other, feeling it a little funny and a little helpless at the same time.

The two of them didn't rush to talk to her, but waited to see when Casey would spot them both.

However, Casey seemed to be immersed in her own world, without any reaction for a long time.

Finally, Aimee asked aloud, "How do you feel?"

"Just..." Casey blurted out.

Hearing it was a woman's voice, she automatically thought it was a nurse coming.

However, she felt something was wrong. She already knew all the nurses on this floor, and their voices were very familiar.

The voice now was still a little familiar.

Casey looked up immediately, and then, ecstasy burst out of her eyes.

Almost immediately, she jumped off the bed and rushed towards Aimee.

"Aimee, woo woo, you're back." Casey hugged Aimee tightly, as if she had been abandoned for a long time, and finally saw her loved one.

Aimee was taken aback by Casey's enthusiasm, and felt a little helpless.

In fact, except for Patrick, she really rarely had such physical contact with people.

Aimee could only look at Patrick for help. However, Patrick seemed very happy to see this scene and smiled, but he was not prepared to help at all.

Patrick was very happy to see Casey and Aimee get along like this, which made him feel very comfortable.

After all, they were all his dearest and most beloved people. If the two of them did not get along well with each other, he will be very sad.

Fortunately, after experiencing this incident, Casey seemed to have grown up in an instant.

Aimee glared at Patrick. Usually, this man was so reliable, but so unreliable this time.

It really made her want to beat him up.

However, in the current situation, she still had to "save" herself first.

Aimee patted Casey on the back and said, "Casey, let me go first. Let me see how your wound is recovering."

Casey reluctantly let go of Aimee, but followed Aimee like a clingy person. Her eyes were on Aimee's body, staring at her for a moment.

Aimee laughed, feeling very helpless for her childish behavior.

She said, "Casey, don't look at me like that. I'm not used to it."

"Then you'll get used to it after staying with me more." Casey said confidently.

Aimee found it funny even more. What else could she do with this little girl?

She could only pamper her as much as she could.