My dear lawyer

Chapter 346 Surprising Lovey-dovey

“What are you doing, William? Let me check where the doctor is.” Vivian wouldn’t touch William

anymore as his blood turned dark already.

One could see how much blood he had lost, and the mattress might be fully soaked by already.

William looked at Vivian sturdily and peremptorily as usual, “Stay here.”

Vivian tried to disentangle from his hand. She wondered how she would react if he stabbed himself

again. You never knew what William was capable of when he got mad.

Then she sat back and responded weakly, “I am not leaving. Be careful with your wound.”

William leaned back with a look of satisfaction which made Vivian uncomfortable. But she underwent it

and persuaded herself not to haggle over with him. She could wait until he recovered.

A doctor came over after Vivian’s repeated calls. It was just five minutes while she found it grueling.

Soon as the doctor found out who was lying in the bed, his face changed.

He turned to the nurse next to him, “Go and prepare an operating room and let the director be ready.”

“But, the director was about to do the surgery for another patient....” The nurse got shocked and replied

stutteringly.

The doctor yelled back, “Ask someone else to take place of him. Tell the director William got hurt and

he will understand.”

There was a VIP lying there, but he could not be compared to a lawyer like William!

The nurse nodded and ran out. The doctor stood around with other assistants, “Hold on, Mr. William.

Let me treat your wound first and we can move to the operating room.”

“Ok.” William became that sacrosanct, cold man again when facing others.

Seeing that, the corner of Vivian’s mouth twitched. The wound on his leg was so serious, why should

he pretend? No one would make fun of him if he moaned.

After hearing everyone gasped, Vivian headed down and found William’s suit pant cut off by the doctor.

The knife was about ten centimeters long, but half of it was inside his thigh.

It looked frightening. Vivian didn’t expect William to get a severe injury like this. Her face turned green.

She wondered if it got more serious after her slap.

The doctor cleared her doubts soon, “Did anyone touch the wound, Mr. William?”

“It shifted.”

Vivian thought William would tell the truth to the doctor. While William acted normal and replied rigidly,

“I accidentally touched it.”

The doctor nodded and cleaned the wound for him. He was afraid to handle the knife by himself or it

might touch the aorta and got worse.

Everyone knew that an injury would hurt most when the anti-inflammatory measures were applied

without anesthetic, just like the ancient torture of rubbing salt into the wounds.

William acted normal during the inhuman treatment. All he responded was just frowning.

Doctors and nurses aside admired his endurance.

Vivian covered her hands, her red eyes staring at the doctor treating William’s would. She saw his thigh

twitched unconsciously when the alcohol foam cleaned the wound. It was an instinctive reaction

towards pain.

He didn’t pretend to act normal. He already got used to it and then determined to stab himself.

Vivian couldn’t understand why a lawyer like William would hurt himself and respond like this. This was

not supposed to be the reaction from a healthy person.

Unless, unless such cut didn’t disturb him at all. But it shouldn’t be like this. She barely saw William

injured or sick in the past four years. In retrospect, she realized that she never touched the weak side

of William.

In her mind, William was always an invincible warrior. Until today she found how deeply he hid himself

and he was just a flesh-and-blood people.

Darkness suddenly came over with a generous hand shaded Vivian’s eyes. The man said slowly with a

husky voice, “Don’t look at it.”

Vivian’s red lips pursed, teeth clenched, as if she was restraining some kind of emotion on the brink of

collapse. She nodded, clasping the man’s wrist in a death grip, and then moistening the throat.

Scalding tears wet his palms all at once. William sighed slightly and held her in his arms possessively,

while something was burning a hole in his heart.

“No, this will affect your wound.” Vivian struggled to get away from William.

William looked displeased and said with a scowl, “Stop moving.”

The doctor aside couldn’t stand it anymore when Vivian tried to say something. He followed what

William just said, “You’d better not move, Ms. Vivian. The wound will bleed again if you move.” Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

What doctor said took effect. Vivian huddled motionless in William’s arms.

The nurse got fed up by this surprising lovey-dovey unexpectedly. She resigned and wondered why

nice men were all taken. This was so sweet.

William squinted at the adulatory doctor without another word. Vivian got fooled by them.

Someone pushed in a wheelchair soon and a crowd followed in. The director of the hospital, who was

busy with work, rushed in, indicating how influential William was.

“The operating room is ready, Mr. William.” The director moved forward and flattered.

Vivian fleetly got up. William felt empty of both his body and mind. He glanced unhappily at the director.

The director felt a bit bewildered by the stare, did he say something wrong?

Those doctors and nurses acted like they didn’t know anything before.

Others tried to hold William, but were refused drily, “Not necessary.”

Vivian knew how proud William was. How could he show any of his weakness in front of others? She

had to do it herself.

As expected, William turned everyone down and accepted Vivian’s help.