The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 590

"Fortunately, when the patient was hit by a falling object, he extended his hand to block it. The force

that hit his head was relatively light, so there was no concussion or other symptoms. It was just that his

hand was broken and he needed to rest for a period of time."

Hearing this, everyone was relieved.

After all, it was fortunate that under such a dangerous condition, Derek just had a fracture of a hand.

"When will he wake up?"

"Now that he's under anesthesia, he won't be able to wake up until early tomorrow morning. You can

take turns to take care of him. When he wakes up, you can call the doctor for further examination."

"I see, doctor. Thank you."

Violet thanked the doctor and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing serious happened. If Derek had been in a coma for a few more years like before,

she might not have been able to hold on.

Meredith stood at the door of the operating room, her clenching hands loosening a little. And she

realized that her palms were wet with sweat, perhaps because she was too nervous to see the doctor

and didn't even notice it.

After a while, he was pushed out.

Meredith looked at him with a thick bandage on his head and a plaster on his hands. She felt terrible.

Even if they had already broken up, she still didn't want him to get hurt.

And just as Meredith was staring at him with worry, Evelyn received this news from Violet.

When Evelyn arrived at the hospital and saw him unconscious on the bed, she immediately lunged at

him. "Derek, Derek! Is he okay?"

Meredith frowned at her exaggerated actions.

"What was wrong with her?" Meredith thought.

"Was she worried about him or trying to aggravate his injury? What was with the exaggerated actions?

He was not dead yet."

"Don't press his hand."

Meredith knew she shouldn't have said this, but she had nursed her mother for years, she knew very

well that Evelyn would cause the wound dehiscence if she continued to do so.

So she reminded Evelyn.

And Meredith also took a glance at Violet.

"It was so strange. Wasn't she usually the one who cares about Derek the most? Evelyn might have

pressed his wound now, but she didn't say a word."

"Perhaps this was the benefit of a good family background and power."

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Hearing her words, Evelyn came back to her sense from the shock and sadness she had just

experienced. She had never taken care of a patient so she did not know the consequences of her

actions.

"Why are you here, Meredith?"

Evelyn's tone was unkind.

Didn't she say she was going to break up with Derek? But now, when something happened to him, she

got to the hospital faster than her!

"I'm just here to check on him. Don't worry. I won't do anything."

Meredith said calmly, "Since I know he's fine, I'll leave now."

After that, she went out to look for the two little guys who had just said they were going to the

bathroom.

Evelyn felt Meredith didn't take her words seriously. She was in fury.

Violet saw this and comforted her. "Don't be angry with her. As long as she's gone, everything will be

fine. If Derek wakes up and sees you first, he will definitely be moved."

Hearing this, Evelyn suppressed her anger and nodded politely at Violet. "I know, auntie, I was just too

worried about Derek. I'll calm down."

"Yes, I know. You have good nature."

It is not known how sincere the two women are when they talk to each other.

...

When Meredith went out, he saw Easton running back while shaking water off his hands.

Fiona followed behind him, holding a few tissues in her hand. "Wipe your hands before you go back!"

"Why so troublesome? They are going to dry soon."

Easton, after all, was a boy. He didn't pay much attention to these small things and not so particular

about them.

When Fiona heard this, she felt helpless.

Seeing the two little fellows, Meredith's unhappiness had lessened a lot.

She couldn't help but wonder how good it would be if Fiona could live with her. Fiona was so sweet and

sensible. She always wanted a daughter like her.

Seeing Meredith standing outside, Easton ran over. "Mom, why are you standing here? You don't want

to look after dad inside?"

Instead of answering, Meredith changed the subject and said, "Let's go back now. There are too many

people here."

"Too many people?"

Easton frowned. There were only five people here, the three of them, grandma and Damian, and who

else inside?

Unable to contain his curiosity, he walked into the ward and saw Evelyn sitting by the side.

"Oh, so this annoying woman was here. Why was she always trying to get between my mom and dad?"

He thought.

"Why are you here again, auntie? Don't you have anything to do yourself? You pester others every day!

Cheeky!"

Every time Easton spoke to her, he wouldn't be polite. He didn't want to be nice to a bad woman who

wanted to steal his father from them.

"Easton, don't be so rude. Apologize!"

When Violet heard this, she could not help but feel a headache. She was clear about Easton's

stubbornness, but as an elder, seeing her grandson talking like this made her very embarrassed.

He must have learned these impertinent words from his mother, Meredith.

"It's okay, auntie. Easton is just a child..."

Evelyn was very angry. But in order to show her magnanimity in front of Violet, she forced himself and

resisted the anger, smiling and comforting.

Seeing that she was so generous, Violet liked her even more. "I know you are generous, but Easton is

now in an important growth stage. He can't learn some bad habits from some bad people. I'm afraid it

will harm him for the rest of his life."

When Easton heard Violet said about bad people, his small face turned red with anger.

He was not a fool. He could tell that she meant his mother. He didn't have a negative opinion of his

grandmother at first, but now that he viewed her as the vicious mother-in-law in those TV dramas.

"Grandma, I think you may be a little tired recently. Your eyes are tired as well. You can't tell the good

from the bad. My mother is the best woman in the world. Am I right?"

After that, he looked at Fiona and asked her to speak up for him.

Fiona thought about it. Although she had a mother, she had never seen her. She didn't know if she was

good or not. Then the best woman in the world was aunt Mer, who treated her best.