Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther) novel Chapter 1604

Chapter 1604 Suddenly Bleeding

The sunlight was dazzling. In the white hospital room, even with the misty curtains drawn, the fierce golden light from outside could still be felt.

Luther adapted for a moment to the light before he could see his surroundings clearly.

White furniture, white sheets.

This was the hospital.

He moved, and a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

He couldn't help frowning and gritting his teeth.

His brain stagnated for a moment, as if it had broken off, his mind fuzzy. Where was he, and why was he injured?

However, it was just a moment.

Then memories surged up like the tide.

He remembered the final battle at the abandoned airport, fighting hand to hand with Vance, accidentally injuring his abdomen.

Joyce was held hostage by Otis, and he was forced to take an unknown drug.

Afraid of losing his memory, he had carved letters on his wrist.

After that, Chris arrived, they subdued Otis together, and then he gradually lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss. The only impression left was that Joyce had been holding him tightly, giving his increasingly cold body a little warmth.

Luther suddenly sat up in bed, ignoring the pain in his abdomen.

He pressed the power button to raise the bed, leaning against the headboard. He hurriedly pulled up his left wrist sleeve.

The letters QR carved by the knife point, although cleaned with iodine by the doctor, were still there.

It wasn't a dream, it had really happened.

He put down his sleeve and breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, he remembered it all, no amnesia.

Apparently, the drug Otis gave him was not to cause memory loss.

He remembered Joyce, remembered Anderson, remembered everything.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open by the nurse.

The doctor walked in and asked when he saw Luther awake, "How did you get up? Does the wound hurt? I stitched up about twenty stitches and didn't give you a pain pump. I thought you could endure it."

Luther shook his head, "No pain, it's okay."

The nurse came over and helped Luther unplug the IV bottle. "Mr. Warner, the anti-inflammatory fluids have been hung and will be hung again tomorrow."

Seeing fresh blood oozing from his abdominal wound, the nurse exclaimed in a low voice, "You used too much force when you got up and tore the wound. Let me treat the wound."

"Wait, don't deal with the wound first." Luther asked the doctor, "My body, are there any other abnormalities? Any signs of poisoning?"

The doctor shook his head, "The young marshal mentioned this too. He said you took an unknown drug. After performing the surgery, I arranged a full body examination for you, with full scans, and found no abnormalities. Your blood was fully tested before surgery and nothing abnormal was found. "

After a pause, the doctor took out his IPAD, turned it on, and said, "I just ordered another blood test and the results have been uploaded to the system. Let me check."

After reading the report, the doctor frowned, "Liver function, kidney function, all normal. No problem. Mr. Warner, if you consider neurological drugs, do you feel fuzzy memory, numbness in your body? Or do you feel any discomfort yourself?"

Luther shook his head, "None at all."

"That's strange. Could it be that what you took was just a placebo? In any case, no drug components were detected in your blood." The doctor concluded.

"I see." Luther fell into thought.

Did Otis bluff with an ordinary fake pill when he was at his wit's end? Was it possible?

He washed up, wiped himself down with a warm wet towel and cleaned himself up.

The press conference should be over, he thought. Joyce would come to see him as soon as possible, and bring Anderson. He hadn't seen Andres for too long. He missed Andres so much.

He looked at himself in the mirror.

Suddenly, two nosebleeds flowed down unexpectedly. Without warning, without notice, he didn't even realize it.

The fresh blood, drop by drop, fell into the white ceramic washbasin.

Gorgeous as blooming plum blossoms.

Strange, why did he suddenly have a nosebleed?

He pinched the bridge of his nose and tilted his head back to stop the bleeding. Looking at the ceiling, he was stunned, a bad premonition flashed through his mind. Was it related to the drug Otis gave him? Although it was eroding his body, there was no sign of it.

Faintly, not far away, Anderson's milk-sweet voice seemed to be heard.

"Which room is Daddy in? Is Daddy awake?"

Luther was startled. Joyce was bringing Anderson in.

He didn't want them to see him with a nosebleed, and didn't want Joyce to worry.

He hurriedly wiped the nosebleed clean, flushed the blood-stained tissues down the toilet.

And quickly cleaned the washbasin.

Worried that there would be a bloody smell, he even turned on the ventilation system.

After everything was done, the sound of the door opening came.