Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 618

I sat down on the edge of Hank's bed and couldn't help but look at my phone, there was no message, so I couldn't help but be a little disappointed and sigh shallowly.

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The next day.

Mary came over in the morning and saw that Hank was not awake and said she was going downstairs to buy some food. The ward had a bed with a patient, I was not used to sleeping, and with my aunt, I did not sleep well all day, so I was a little tired.

Hank just woke up and saw the dark circles under my eyes and said, "Did you stay up late again last night?"

I shook my head and smiled lightly, "No, I'm just worried about you, you'll be fine if you get better soon."

He frowned slightly and made a move to get up, I hastily pressed his shoulder, "You can't move yet, the wound is only stitched up, it's easy to cause a second injury, leaving after-effects will be a problem."

The good thing is that he still obeyed, continue to lie down, Mary bought food, are clear porridge, Hank just had surgery, can only drink porridge, fed him a few mouthfuls, probably because the wound is not very comfortable relationship, he did not eat, but a pair of eyes looking at me, some heartache said, "here someone guard, you do not have to worry, go home to sleep well, the weather in the past two days to cool down, the weather is easy to get sick. Resistance is down, it is easy to get sick!"

I smiled lightly and nodded in response to him, "Okay, I got it!"

After a shallow chat, he fell asleep again.

Thinking that these days should be to live here, and soon to the Mid-Autumn Festival, I can not help but think about going back to the villa to pack a few things.

With that in mind, I immediately did the same.

I thought Dennis would be at the villa, but when I went in to pack my clothes, a series of clothes in the closet that he usually wears had disappeared, so obviously, he should have left, and where he went, I have no way of knowing.

I can't say what I feel, but all in all it's not good.

Packed up some of the usual warm clothes and daily necessities, I went straight to the hospital, counting the time, there are still three or four days before the mid-autumn festival.

I'm afraid that in three or four days Hank's injury will not be good for a while, it seems that I may not be able to return to City P in mid-autumn.

When I returned to the hospital, I had already taken leave from Edward's side, so I basically stayed in the hospital to take care of Hank, basically nothing, just talking with him and occasionally supporting him to do rehab.

Yadriulia's case originally came to a break, and the rest of the work was handed over to Linda to do.

I was basically in the hospital with Hank.

By the fourth day, he could barely walk a few more steps, he was in a good mood and took the initiative to say that he wanted to peel an apple by himself, these days because it was a rib injury, which involved his entire half of the arm was numb and could not move.

For a normal person, the arm can not force, his heart is more or less frustrated, at this time can move, can not help but be happy, so also let him sharpen himself.

The phone on the bedside table rang again, he just faintly skimmed, and then and did not see the general, faintly moved away, ignored.

That's all the calls he doesn't answer these days, and naturally I saw the name on the phone's caller ID, Shaw!