Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 564

Joseph finished the sandwich in his hand with difficulty and said to Quentina, "Thank you for the breakfast, but don't send it over in the future!"

Picking up the papers on the table, he said apologetically to Quentina, "Excuse me, I have to go to a meeting!"

With these words, Joseph walked out with long, slender steps.

Quentina, standing in the office, looked at Joseph who walked out in a daze, her small hand clenched tightly, her fingers seemed to be clenched into the flesh, but she didn't even know it hurt.

"Joseph, you can only be mine!"

An unexplained glint in his eyes.

"Good morning Dr. Edmund!"

The hospital nurse looked at Edmund's handsome face, which was dark and almost squeezed out of the ink, and knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment.

Edmund people are not even awake, they were blown straight to the hospital by a phone call from Wilson, his face is very hard to see.

"Dr. Edmund, Mr. Grant is already waiting in the VIP room on the 10th floor!"

The little nurse looked at Edmund, whose face was very ugly, and was secretly shocked, and did not know what Mr. Grant had said to his god of men to make their god of men angry in this way.

"Got it!"

Take the white coat handed over by the nurse and put it on, then press the elevator and head for the tenth floor.

As soon as he saw Wilson, Edmund couldn't help but grumble, "You just got back from a romantic outing, why are you here at my hospital today all of a sudden?"

"Cut the crap and come over here and help Rosemary with her arm!"

The words fell, Edmund then noticed that Rosemary's arm was wrapped in thick gauze.

"What happened?"

As soon as he heard that something had happened to Rosemary, Edmund's whole face became different and hurried to Rosemary's front, unwrapping the gauze on her hand and frowning.

"Who did this?"

Although the simple treatment was done, but the deep visible bone cut is still clearly visible, the thought of Rosemary's pain at that time, a flash of killing intent in the eyes.

Rosemary looked at Edmund with a thick sulk all over her body, lowered her head, and said in a small voice, "Edmund, I scratched this myself!"

"You paddled it?"

Eyes raised slightly, it was clear Edmund did not quite believe her words.

Turning his head again to look at Wilson, he saw him nod before he believed she was telling the truth.

Getting Wilson's denial, Edmund knew that something must have happened, but the party's priority was to treat the wound first.

"Well, you have to be especially careful during this period, for the time being it is best to keep this hand out of water, and pay attention to your diet!"

"Edmund, can I go home to recuperate?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than he heard Wilson's overbearing voice say, "No!"

"Rosemary, I suggest you should be discharged from the hospital for observation. After all, this wound on your hand is too deep, and if you don't treat it as soon as possible, you are worried that it will leave scars on your arm in the future!"

Smiling at Rosemary, Edmund explained.

When she heard that she had to be hospitalized, Rosemary's whole body was not good. She disliked the smell of sterile water inside the hospital the most.