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Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 783

Mayme pulled open the door and got inside the passenger compartment, if it was the old days she wouldn't have been in his car, but now she had a terrible stomachache and wanted to hurry up and find a place to rest.

Seeing this, Marcy gave her a look and turned around and got into the cab.

The stomach was getting more and more painful, and Mayme's face became paler, her hands were tightly covering her chest, and her body was trembling from the pain.

Suddenly Susan down Mayme let Marcy some uncomfortable, back to see the body is shivering, hastily turned the steering wheel, the car leaned to the side to stop.

"What's wrong with you?"

Stopping the car, Marcy just touched her and Mayme fainted in his arms.

"Mayme, what's wrong with you?"

Patting her little face, but not hearing her answer.

Putting her down and leaning back in her seat, Marcy quickly started the car and sped off to the central hospital.

Mayme woke up again at eight o'clock the next morning, looking at the white walls in front of her, the smell of disinfectant still lingered over the room, and she realized she was in the hospital at the moment.

Just as I was trying to get up, I was seen by Marcy who came in.

"Don't move, the doctor said you have an acute stomach bleed and need to recuperate well!"

"Oh!"

Her stomach has always been not very good, when she was at home every time to a certain time, her brothers would make her porridge to nourish her stomach, and because of this, she has not had a stomachache for three years.

This sudden stomach bleeding may be due to the fact that I was hungry for too long yesterday.

Marcy put the thermos box on the table, unscrewed the lid and took out a bowl of Rice porridge from it, brought it to her and said softly, "You haven't eaten anything for a day, now you can only eat some liquid food first, just settle down for a while!"

"Thanks!"

Accepting the bowl, Mayme said weakly.

Gently scooping a mouthful of Rice porridge into her mouth, Mayme's brow furrowed gently and said, "Who brewed this porridge?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Raising her head to look at him, Mayme then lowered her head again and continued to drink: "Nothing, it's just that it's been a long time since I've had such delicious porridge!"

"It's good that you like to eat, I'll have the maids boil you some red dates porridge over later, just rest well in the hospital for the next few days, okay?"

Marcy pulled a stool and sat down next to her, picked up a dragon fruit and carefully cut it into small pieces and put it on a plate, and when she finished her porridge, the fruit was also cut up.

"The doctor said for you to eat more fruits, these fruits are just bought back this morning, try them!"

"You put it on the table first, I'll eat it later!"

Maybe it's because she just woke up, Mayme felt a little full after eating a small bowl of Rice porridge and worried that her stomach would get upset again if she ate more.

Seeing that she didn't want to eat, Marcy didn't force her and put it directly on the table, saying, "Okay, you can eat later when you want!"

"Mr. Williams, I'm fine now, you go ahead and do your thing!"

The original was to let himself come over to help him, but now instead he came over to let him take care of himself, Mayme's heart is very sorry.

Rosemary had told her about him before she came, and she didn't want to hold him up because of herself.

Otherwise it will make her feel bad about her conscience!

"I want to sleep in a little bit!"

"You go to sleep! I'll stay here to watch over you, and if you don't feel well anywhere, call out to me!"

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