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My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45 She Has Been Waiting for You

The night seemed especially long and irritable

Standing outside the balcony of the hospital emergency room, looking ati the busy, stony faces of the paramedics outside and listening to the annoying sound of the emergency vehicles beeping he lit his cigarette

“Patrick do you worried about something?” The woman on the side of the bed asked in a low voice.

Patrick didn’t answer her. The cold night wind was blowing towards him. Perhaps because this was the emergency department of the hospital, he could feel the air have a faint smell of blood.

Somehow, this made him feeluncasy.

He didn’t like smoking very much. He just smoked tonight because he was

very upset.

He was holding his phone in his left hand, and the screen was still on. showing a familiar number. He had called it nine times, but no one

answered

Patrick’s left hand tightened. He looked impatient and then sulkily switched his phone off.

“”The patient has arare RHblood type. There is no such blood type in the

hospital.”

“Get the blood station to transfer the

blood quickly!”

“It’s no use. There are only 200 milliliters at the blood station. The patient is bleeding too much. The blood she needs is much more…”

Outside the ward came à nervous shout. This was the emergency department of the hospital. All patients with sudden illnesses appeared here and if the patient did not make it through, then.might die.

Patrick was very upset. He had always been indifferent to outsiders. But this time, perhaps the voice outside was too anxious, he turned around and looked out the door.

A group of doctors and nurses looked

grave and talked quickly about the

operation plan.

“My blood type is the same as hers. Take my blood.” A familiar figure hurried past the door of the ward. It seemed that the person was great anxious.

Patrick frowned slightly and strode out of the room, trying to see who had just

passed by:

“Patrick I’m thirsty” When Cecilia saw that he was about to leave, she called out to him in a weak voice.

He stopped and looked back at her.

“Call the nurse.”

Patrick replied coldly, quickening his Steps to catchup with the figure before

Thim.

Cecilia heard his cold voice and watched as he strode away. Her face

Suddenly became gloomy.

Cecilia clenched her right fist and hammered at the bedplate. “Patrick, where are you going? You promised to Stay with me tonight.” She yelled at

him.

Unfortunately, no one saw her sickly and frail posture, and the man in front of her had disappeared.

“Where is the going? He seems to be in a hurry” Cecilia looked out of the ward

and suddenly felt uneasy.

Patrick walked out quickly. He last the man at the corner of the corridor

“Cory?” He stopped and looked suspiciously around the corridor around the hospital.

Why did his cousin appear at the emergency department of C City hospital in the middle of the night?

Every time he met Cory, he would always remember his three-year marriage with Christina. Cory had been pestering Christina ever since Christina jumped into the river to save

him.

Patrick looked grim and unpleasant. He took out his phone and was about

to turn it back on. He suppressed his

agitation and called Christina again,

However, the result was the same, no

ansver

She still doesn’t answer my phone!” Patrick’s face darkened, and he pursed his lips and gave a cold scolding

He suddenly remembered the last time he was at the club and suddenly got the news that Christina had lost contact with him over at the Fire Club That time he was speeding and driving while calling her 12 times, but she didn’t answer either

Patrick looked out the window into the dark night and tightened his phone.

“Go to the W Hotel and find out what she’s doing!”

In the end, he called Charles. His cold voice sounded like he was about to

explode.

When Charles received his call, he was stunned for a moment before he fualized that the ‘she” Patrick Was referring to was Christina

“What’s

wrong with

Christina?

Hearing his tone, Charles realized that he was in a bad mood.

The hospital window reflected Patrick’s gloomy profile. He urged in a cold voice, “Hurry up!”

“I called Christina earlier and the line

was busy. Besides visiting Mrs. Dickens, she seems to have met some people in C City…” Charles said as he grabbed the car keys. “Tll drive over and take a look novi.”

Charles thought for a while and couldn’t help but askarefully, “Patrick. where are you now? Aren’t you going

to find her at W Hotel?”

Patrick’s expression was complicated, Instead of answering Charles, he hung

Charles looked at his cell phone being hung up and shrugeged gloomily. “What’s going on?”

Patrick cared about her, but he didn’t

want to go.

The time was slowly scratched from 12 am to 12.30 am.

Half an hour was not a long time, but Patrick was standing in front of the

Patrick walked straight to the elevator and his lips curled into a self

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