Mayme spent two days inside the hospital, and the whole thing became agitated.
The strong disinfectant water inside the hospital made her want to vomit. Even though she was staying in the VIP suite, she still felt the smell of disinfectant water wafting everywhere in the room, making her very uncomfortable.
"Miss Karlsson, dinner is ready!"
At this time, Marks just walked in with rice. Marcy was worried that she was not used to eating outside meals, so she specially explained that the chef at home cooked for her every day according to the nutritional recipe, and then asked Marks to send it over.
As soon as she saw Marks walk in, Mayme seemed to have seen a savior and hurriedly got up from the bed and said with a smile, "Marks, you've come just in time. Black circles under my eyes are even darker than your hair?"
Pointing to her eyes, Mayme exaggeratedly said.
These are not the point, the point is that this is a hospital! It's a hospital where people die, and where there are dead people, there are naturally those dirty things, so she lives in such a place every night, how can she sleep.
But she didn't dare to say it for fear that they would make fun of her for it later.
"Miss Karlsson, this is not for me to decide, if you really want to be discharged, you can call the young master and if he agrees, I can go and do the discharge procedures for you!"
Marks said, while helping her to serve a bowl of chicken soup, this chicken soup is Marcy let people from their own farm back to boil, these chickens are free-range in the mountains, all are eating the mountain bugs grow up, so the stew out of the chicken soup is particularly fresh.
As soon as she heard that she was looking for Marcy, Mayme immediately crossed a small face, if she could say that she would still look for him?
As the old saying goes, "You can't get your head down when you're under the roof!
But even if you have to bow down, you can't do it too obviously, after all, the relationship between them is not as good as it appears to be.
But if he doesn't nod his head in agreement, those pesky doctors won't give her permission to be discharged!
Er ......
Take a pillow to press his head, suddenly some regret why he agreed to come here at that time ah!
"Miss Karlsson, how about this! You eat first, and I'll go call the young master and ask him if he can release you from the hospital?"
Seeing her saturnine face, Marks said intolerantly.
"Really? Thank you Marks, I knew you were the best for me!"
Throwing the pillow aside with one hand, Mayme took Marks' hand and said with a smile.
Ahem ......
Gently pulling his hand back, Marks said somewhat uncomfortably, "It's just a small matter, drink it while it's hot, I'll go call the young master now!"
With those words, Marks left the ward as fast as he could.
The thought of just Mayme pulling his hand, like his pampered look, Marks can not help but shiver, this if the young master saw, he was afraid that this hand will not be his own.
Although on the surface it seems that the two have nothing, but a fool can see that their young master's tension towards Mayme has long exceeded that between friends.
It's just that the people involved haven't found out yet!
Mayme looked at Marks' fleeing back and couldn't help but frown at her pretty brow and cooed, "As far as it goes! It's just a pull on the arm, isn't it?"
But these are not the point, the point is that she has to get out of this hellhole.
Looking at the chicken soup on the table, a strong aroma wafted into her nose, her stomach made a protesting sound, Mayme picked it up and slowly drank it.
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