Chapter 209 Why Are You Still Resisting Me
On the other hand, he had compelled her to become so non–confrontational and submissive.
Deirdre was about to say something when Dr. Ginger returned from outside. He was stunned for a moment when he found Brendan sitting on the sofa with the transfusion fluid in his hand. “Mr. Brighthall, weren’t you undergoing transfusion on the second floor? Why did you get downstairs so suddenly?”
Then, he noticed the blood backflow in Brendan’s transfusion line and felt his heart racing. He ran over and said, “Why is there so much blood backflow in the transfusion line? You shouldn’t be tormenting yourself no matter how strong your body is. The back of your hand is really swollen, and the transfusion site is blocked. Don’t you want to get better?”
Dr. Ginger was furious yet speechless, as he had never encountered a trouble–making patient like Brendan. In comparison, Deirdre was a much more obedient patient.
“We’re going to set up the transfusion line on your other hand this time. However, don’t move about like that anymore. We’re going to have to find a new site to set up the line if it gets swollen again.
Dr. Ginger set up a new line and managed the wound in the previous spot. Deirdre could not see, so she could only ask with an anxious expression, “Is the blood backflow very serious?”
“Yes, of course. Half of the line is full of blood!” Dr. Ginger could not help nagging. “Why did you come downstairs when you were fine upstairs, Mr. Brighthall? Even if you really had something important to do, you should have let Ms. McKinnon carry the fluid bottle. You were moving so much that the needle shifted. Aren’t you in pain?”
Brendan parted his thin lips and answered calmly, “It’s because Deirdre was downstairs.”
“Me?” Deirdre was stunned.
Brendan said, “You didn’t come upstairs for a long time, and there’s no heating downstairs. I was worried that you might be cold, so I had to come downstairs to get you, of course.”
“I was downstairs because…” Deirdre’s voice halted to a stop, and her mind went blank.
‘Why does Brendan care about me?
‘Is he really serious about returning to the past?”
“There is no reason for you to stay downstairs.” Brendan stared at his hands and said in a resentful tone, My only uninjured hand is now swollen, and it is all because of you.”
Dr. Ginger raised his head to take a glance at Brendan and thought about how shameless Brendan’s remark was.
Deirdre took it seriously and lowered her head in guilt. “I’m sorry.”
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