Married to a Secret Billionaire (Stella Taylor) novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129 Hereditary Disease of the Martinez Family

"He suffered a knife wound in his abdomen, which almost punctured his liver. The wound was deep, but it has been sutured."

Stella's heart trembled when she heard this, and she subconsciously gripped Noah's hand.

"Don't worry," Aiden smiled wearily, "His life is in no danger. But he must be observed in the ward now... It is best to have someone with him. In case there is an emergency, I can carry out a second rescue in time.

"Thank you, sorry to trouble you," Noah patted him on the shoulder.

In fact, he felt very sorry for sending Jericho to Aiden.

But there was no other choice for the moment.

Sending him to a regular hospital would be tantamount to exposing Jericho's identity, and the doctors in ordinary private clinics might not be as skilled as Aiden.

A nurse wheeled Jericho into the ward.

The man who was usually gangster-like and cocky was now as pale as the sheets, lying quietly with countless bandages wrapped around his body.

The fragility of life often occurred in a moment.

Stella looked at him through the glass window and couldn't help but feel complicated.

"I wonder when he will wake up."

Noah put his arm gently around her shoulders.

He reflected that any other woman would have been frightened out of her mind under the urgent situation in the hotel where her husband was carrying a gangster covered in blood.

However, Stella was smart, calm, and quick on the draw. Not only did she stay calm, but she also thought of dressing Jericho in women's clothes to get him out of the hotel.

He smiled, his eyes gentle and full of gladness.

But...it was also because she was so smart that she could detect the problem with just a bottle of red ink.

Noah's expression darkened, maybe it was time to confess his identity to her.

"Darling?" She tugged on his sleeve, "Why are you lost in thought?"

"Nothing," he said calmly. "By the way, Aiden said someone had to be here to take care of him... I guess he won't like to see us the moment he opens his eyes now that he is seriously injured."

Stella was taken aback and thought quietly.

"I am a man too, so I know very well what he is thinking now," Noah's voice was attractive and full of doting. "Who he wants to see most at a time like this is his beloved woman."

"But," Stella was a little worried, "is it appropriate for Mia to take care of him?"

"This is Aiden's clinic after all. Although the relationship between Aiden and Mia is not clear, friends like us all think that they are a couple."

"If Mia is here, Aiden will be sad when he sees her with Jericho!"

Noah paused and chuckled at her.

He admitted that what she said made sense. He had thought about that too.

But it was obvious who Mia loved.

Aiden had to face the reality that he couldn't get her love. It was better to suffer now than later when his love for her grew stronger.

But Noah rubbed Stella's hair and said softly, "Well, you're right, honey."

"Then how should we solve this problem now?"

"Well..." Stella thought for a while and said, "how about we take care of him first? While he is recovering from his injury, I will explain it to Mia and then ask her to come."

"That's fine," he smiled. "Let's do what you said."

He would not change his mind in the past.

Now, he would do whatever his wife said.

Stella went to get the daily supplies for hospital stay. Noah walked into the ward alone.

Jericho had just had his bandage changed and had regained consciousness. Lying on the bed, he still looked a little pale.

The effect of the anesthetic wore off, and his wound hurt as if his skin and flesh were being ripped open.

Even though he was sweating profusely, he gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Noah frowned slightly and stood for a while, then finally took the towel and wiped his face with circular motions.

"You're wiping my face, not the floor!" thought Jericho.