My dear lawyer novel Chapter 164

"Vivian, every time I hear my name coming out of your mouth, I have an impulse to vomit, do you understand?"

Taking advantage of her lack of preparation, Angie grabbed Vivian's injured hand and pinched it hard with her fingertips. In a few seconds, Vivian's bandage was dyed red again.

The blood dropped down directly along the bandage, as if the plum blossom bloomed in the bed, looking startling.

Vivian was hurt badly, "Oh…"

The pain came out of the wound, like the boundless tide about to swallow her up.

She tried to pull her hand out of Angie's hand. The injured position hurt her and she couldn't make any effort. Just for a moment, a layer of sweat was coming out of her forehead.

"Let go of me."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it." Angie seemed to have just noticed that the position she was holding was Vivian's wound. She apologized, but she did not release her hand.

But she pinched more forcefully, the bandage on Vivian's hand was soaked in blood.

Angie showed an innocent smile on her delicate face, and her voice was even gentler, "Vivian, you won't blame me for being so careless, will you?"

Vivian looked at her face with her clear eyes. Her lips were bloodless. She said a word, "Yes."

She wouldn't blame her, as long as she could forgive her.

"Vivi, you are a good girl." Angie was happy like a child, and didn't seem to mind that her hands were covered with the blood of Vivian.

"Can you release my hand?" She tried to keep her eyes clear because she lost too much blood.

The injury on the back of the hand was numb and painful. In fact, it was no longer painful. She could only feel the blood in the body was constantly dropping out.

Angie appreciated the painful expression on Vivian's face. She really couldn't understand why there were such stupid people in the world who were bullied like this and didn't say anything. But the more so, the angrier she was, the more she wanted to abuse her.

People like Vivian should not exist in this society. They were not as good as ants living at the bottom. She hated people who pretended to be different from everyone else.

Finally, Angie still let go of her hand. If Vivian passed out like this, how can she play the game later?

She stretched out her hand and took out a gold stamping invitation card from her bag and put it in front of Vivian. She said with a smile, "Vivi, remember to come to my birthday party."

Vivian glanced at the address above, and nodded her head, "Ok."

Angie acted like they were still good friends, "Have a good rest. You must arrive on time, or I will be angry."

Vivian thought in a trance that Angie really wanted to forgive her, "Well, I won't be late."

Angie waved away with a smile and left the ward. Her face immediately changed. On that day, she must let Vivian understand the difference of their statuses.

In the ward, Vivian looked at her wound with a bitter smile. The wound had been cracked three times. She was almost embarrassed to call the doctor.

But she couldn't let go of the injuries on her hands.

Hesitating for a while, Vivian slowly moved to the bedside and rang the call bell.

The nurse saw her whole hand as if it was pulled out of the blood. Her face was pale like a piece of paper. She comforted Vivian and ran to the doctor in a panic.

She didn't know if it was a bad fate. It was that doctor again. Seeing that Vivian's hand was cracked again, he didn't even have any extra words this time. He cleaned the wound directly.

Vivian was embarrassed to look at the doctor. She knew that although the doctor in front of her was long-winded, he was still a good person.

She said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, doctor."

The doctor snorted. She didn't know if he was angry that Vivian didn't care for herself, or was he angry with her carelessness. She turned a deaf ear on his words. He said in a strange tone, "The hand is yours. You don't have to apologize to me. Even if the hand is broken, it's your own business."

"Well, I see." Vivian gently smiled, did not put the words in her heart.

"Well, you little girl, why are you so careless? This is the first time I met a person with a wound that can be hurt three times among so many patients."

"I hurt it." Vivian avoided his sight and said.

"Little girl, are you insulting my profession? I'm a doctor. How would I don't know how your wound is cracked?" The doctor knew there was only one person in the room.

"And your friend?"

Vivian knew who he was referring to, "He's busy."

"Leave this kind of irresponsible man. I'd better introduce another one to you." He couldn't run away from the interest of being matchmaking when he was getting old.

Vivian just wanted to refuse, the rest of the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the man who was approaching. She shut up obediently and kindly gave the doctor a few eyes.

"Little girl, you have hurt your hand and eye disease." The doctor felt that he still had to ask clearly, so that he could explain it to others in the future.

"No..." Vivian saw William's tall and straight figure approaching, and the thin air in the room was also sucked away. She dared not look at his angry eyes.

A few nurses saw this handsome man, their eyes were focus on him. If he was not too cold, someone would like to go up to chat up.

"Did the air conditioner in the ward also have problems? How did it suddenly cool down?" The doctor also mumbled to himself.

It was not that the air conditioner was broken. There was an air conditioner behind you. Vivian wanted to remind doctor, but she felt that she was more dangerous.

"Vivian, you are really good." He was just going out and dealing with his things, and in less than two hours, she hurt herself again.

Vivian listened to William's extremely cold tone. She shrunk her neck and said in a weak voice, "I, I hurt it by accident."

The doctor turned to find that William had come back. The last time he helped Vivian hide it for Vivian. Now she hurt her hand again. He felt it necessary to remind the irresponsible man next to him.

"I don't know who she offend. She did this again and again, now she can't do heavy work even if her hands are recovered."

"Doctor..." That was not what we said just now. Vivian wanted to cry without tears.

This was the same as adding fuel to the fire.

Realizing that William's eyes fell on her hand, she suddenly remembered that the invitation from Angie was in that position, but it was too late for her to take it back.

The man had seen it.