Wolf President Hooks Up novel Chapter 383

Her lips turned pale and her voice trembled, "You! How many times have you slept with Emmett?"

Elaine's suddenly blushed. She glared at Hazel and whispered.

"Can you keep your voice down? I've slept with him only once when I was drunk during the summer vacation. Don't take it seriously."

"You dare to say that you haven't slept with Emmett since that?"

Elaine said firmly, "That's true. I haven't."

Hazel was dumbfounded. After a few minutes, she ran out.

Hazel's shout could be heard in the whole corridor.

She shocked Emmett, who was having an IV drip.

He directly pulled out the needle and ran to Elaine's ward regardless of the blood on his hand.

"Emmett! Emmett! Slow down! Emmett!"

Lucas wanted to stop Emmett, but failed.

Oliver followed Emmett and shouted at him.

"Emmett! Watch your hand! Your hand is still bleeding! Don't run so quickly."

Bang!

Emmett knocked open the door of Elaine's ward, making Elaine tremble in fear.

Elaine looked towards the door in horror and saw the handsome man.

Oh God! Mr. Smith was so handsome!

Next second, Elaine exclaimed.

"Blood! Your hand is bleeding!"

Why did she feel hurt when she saw his hand bleeding?

It was as if it was her hand that was bleeding.

Emmett panted and casually wiped off the blood on his hand. He walked towards Elaine until he sat on the bed and grabbed Elaine's hand.

...

He stared at Elaine and said anxiously, "Tell me who I am."

"You? You are Mr. Smith, of course."

Elaine was a little shy.

What was going on with Mr. Smith? He just came in and grabbed her hand. Why did he do that when he entered? That was embarrassing.

Oliver also rushed in. Seeing Elaine who had already sat up, Oliver grinned.

"Elaine, you're alright. It's good that you wake up. We're really worried about you."

Elaine looked at Oliver and nodded, "Oh, Oliver, you're here."

Emmett immediately narrowed his eyes, "Elaine, what did you call me just now?"

"Mr. Smith...."

"You even call him Oliver. Why did you call me Mr. Smith? Why didn't you call me Emmett?"

Elaine didn't what Mr. Smith was talking about.

"Oliver is my friend. Of course I call him by his name."

"What about me? What do I mean to you?"

"You, you ... are my former boss."

Bang!

Emmett felt dizzy for a moment.

He was holding Elaine's hand but now he couldn't help but let go.

What happened?

She clearly knew him, but why did she exclude him from her life?

Very polite, distant, and unfamiliar.

To this girl, he was no longer her closest lover, but he had become her boss. Their relationship had become a leader-member relation.

Emmett's heart twitched.

Two hours later in a large bright meeting room.

Many experts gathered here to discuss Elaine's illness.

"According to the CT scan of the patient's brain, there's no brain clots left in her brain and there was no blockage."

"But before the patient was sent to the hospital, she suffered a brain injury. It was caused by collision."

"From her current situation, she knows everyone, except Mr. Smith. Thus, it can be concluded that it was merely subjective and selective amnesia for a short period of time."

Emmett narrowed his eyes.

"Subjective and selective amnesia? She intentionally forgot me?" He muttered.

The experts nodded.

"Well, from the current situation, this is the truth."

...

"There are no major problems with all the indicators of her body, and no blood clots were left in her brain. In other words, the collision just happened to activate the patient's subjective consciousness. The patient deliberately sealed off the last thing she wanted to face, which has resulted in selective amnesia."

Bang!

Emmett was so annoyed that he smashed his fist on the table, which scared all the doctors and they all went silent.

'What did they mean?

Were they trying to say that the last thing Elaine wanted to face was their relationship?

Could it be that what Elaine wanted to forget the most was their love for each other?

What a joke!'

Emmett gritted his teeth and his temples throbbed.

"How long will it take for her to recover?"

"We cannot be sure. It will probably take a few days, a few weeks, or even a few years...."

"Damn it! Are you all rubbish? Can't you do anything about it?"

Emmett was so angry that he walked back and forth in the room with his hands behind his back.