Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 38

Answering the phone, Aimee asked, "What's wrong? What's going on?"

"There's been some trouble with Lasnain." Matilda said directly.

They went to rob the Hank family's auction today, and this matter, although it was at the time, Matilda had someone to take care of it, along with the mercenaries and killers, were taken care of.

However, because the amount of this auction item is very large, so that the forces of Lasnain are urgently watching, which led to, although they handled the crime scene perfectly, but still by some people.

Matilda had just received word that Asa and Kareem had been captured and were being tortured.

Aimee's eyebrows abruptly tightened, this matter, indeed, she did not do enough meticulous.

After thinking about it, Aimee said, "I'll be right over."

"Wait," Matilda hastily interrupted her, said: "I call you not to let you come over, I want you to hide, do not expose it, this matter, I will go to solve, only, I have to change course now, this thing, today can not be sent to you. "

Aimee fell silent and instantly understood what Matilda meant.

She said, "Well, then, you protect yourself."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine, I'm BlackRose," Matilda said.

Aimee is naturally not worried about Matilda's ability, and indeed, as Matilda said, this is something that she can't expose.

Otherwise, not to mention the possibility of not getting the stuff, even the Hayden family may be implicated by her.

Naturally, Aimee doesn't want this to happen.

After hanging up the phone, Aimee's mood was even worse.

If the stuff doesn't arrive for a while, the next step she had planned will be put on hold, and then Patrick will have to suffer some more.

Aimee inexplicably felt very uncomfortable in her heart.

She looked at the macarons inside the box and her eyes gradually sank.

Lifting her hand and popping a macaron into her mouth, Aimee was cured by the sweetness of the taste in her mouth.

It's just, it's just, it's always a matter of time, she patiently waits.

After eating two more macarons in a row, Aimee's mood brightened up.

She put the rest of the macarons away and started to mix Patrick's medicine.

Patrick's body feedback was very good, which made Aimee more daring when it came to mixing the solution.

Today's portion is already twice as large as the first day.

However, I don't know when Matilda will be able to solve the problem, and in a few days, according to the amount of medicine used, she is worried that this medicine is not enough.

It was still one o'clock at night when Aimee entered Patrick's room.

The same process, the same vigil at Patrick's bedside.

Patrick is very reactive today, and even though he slept a lot because of the soup, it still doesn't change the pain he is feeling at the moment.

Aimee saw Patrick cringing in pain and painful sounds coming out of his mouth.

Her heart is very unforgiving, but, in order to get back on her feet, these are the things Patrick must endure.

Aimee's lips tightened as she rewashed the towel and came over to wipe Patrick's body.

Today he was sweating more than the previous days, and although the air conditioning was on in the house, it still made his quilt and sheets soaked through.

Aimee wiped his body and soothed him softly, "Hold on, hold on, you'll be fine soon, trust me, okay?"

I don't know if Patrick heard Aimee's voice, but after another moan of pain, he actually calmed down.

Only, his brow was still furrowed together, telling Aimee how uncomfortable he was at the moment.

Aimee's eyes slipped through a dark stream, an inexplicable emotion filled her heart, so that when she looked at Patrick, her gaze was actually more than a few points of her own unaware of the heartache.

After a moment's hesitation, Aimee raised her hand and dropped it on Patrick's brow.

She brushes her fingers across Patrick's brow in an attempt to relax his furrowed brow.

Aimee said softly, "Give me another half a month to get your body in order, then I'll let you go to the operating table, and after the surgery, you'll be back on your feet."

I don't know if Patrick heard Aimee's comment, but his frown was relaxed.

The corners of Aimee's mouth hooked up slightly, and her voice became even more gentle, "So, you have to cheer up too, be strong and don't let me fight alone."

She knew that Patrick had previously been in a self-destructive mood, and although there was some improvement now, she was really worried that Patrick would not be able to bear the pain that would follow.

After watching Patrick all night again, Aimee returned to her room at dawn.

She didn't wash up and go out straight away, but returned to bed in a rare moment and soon, fell into sleep.

When the old Hayden came to see Patrick, he saw that Patrick had opened his eyes and was thinking.

He couldn't help but say to him, "Aimee, I don't know what she was doing last night, but she's still up so late today, so strange."

Patrick's eyes twitched, he knew exactly what Aimee was doing last night.

Earlier he had Trace bring his computer over to finish a system he hadn't finished before.

With that system, he can replay what he missed inside his headset, and, he can also give direct instructions to have images projected on the walls of the room, and who has done what inside this room, he can see it all if he wants to.

After the party woke up, he had quickly browsed through it.

When he saw how Aimee took care of herself, Patrick's heart was touched.

Especially, after he heard what Aimee whispered in his own ear, his feelings became more complicated.

In other words, in half a month's time, he will be scheduled for surgery by Aimee, and then, he will be able to return to his old self.

But, how is this possible?

Grandpa clearly said that Aimee was just an ordinary doctor and was not even ranked in the Innisrial General Hospital.

Moreover, the information he had was telling him that Aimee was too ordinary to be ordinary.

However, even the specialists who were paid heavily to help him were at their wits' end, and Aimee dared to say that she could cure him in just half a month.

Patrick is very skeptical that this is even possible.