My billionaire husband spoils me too much

Chapter 45 She Has Been Waiting for You

The night seemed especially long and irritable

Standing outside the balcony of the hospital emergency room, looking ati the busy, stony faces of the paramedics outside and listening to the annoying sound of the emergency vehicles beeping he lit his cigarette

“Patrick do you worried about something?” The woman on the side of the bed asked in a low voice. Patrick didn’t answer her. The cold night wind was blowing towards him. Perhaps because this was the emergency department of the hospital, he could feel the air have a faint smell of blood. Somehow, this made him feeluncasy.

He didn't like smoking very much. He just smoked tonight because he was

very upset.

He was holding his phone in his left hand, and the screen was still on. showing a familiar number. He had called it nine times, but no one

answered

Patrick's left hand tightened. He looked impatient and then sulkily switched his phone off.

“The patient has arare RHblood type. There is no such blood type in the

hospital.”

“Get the blood station to transfer the

blood quickly!”

“It's no use. There are only 200 milliliters at the blood station. The patient is bleeding too much. The blood she needs is much more...”

Outside the ward came a nervous shout. This was the emergency department of the hospital. All patients with sudden illnesses appeared here and if the patient did not make it through, then.might die.

Patrick was very upset. He had always been indifferent to outsiders. But this time, perhaps the voice outside was too anxious, he turned around and looked out the door.

A group of doctors and nurses looked

grave and talked quickly about the

operation plan.

“My blood type is the same as hers. Take my blood.” A familiar figure hurried past the door of the ward. It seemed that the person was great anxious.

Patrick frowned slightly and strode out of the room, trying to see who had just

passed by:

“Patrick I'm thirsty” When Cecilia saw that he was about to leave, she called out to him in a weak voice.

He stopped and looked back at her.

“Call the nurse.”

Patrick replied coldly, quickening his Steps to catchup with the figure before

Thim.

Cecilia heard his cold voice and watched as he strode away. Her face

Suddenly became gloomy.

Cecilia clenched her right fist and hammered at the bedplate. “Patrick, where are you going? You promised to Stay with me tonight.” She yelled at

him.

Unfortunately, no one saw her sickly and frail posture, and the man in front of her had disappeared. "Where is the going? He seems to be in a hurry” Cecilia looked out of the ward

and suddenly felt uneasy.

Patrick walked out quickly. He last the man at the corner of the corridor

“Cory?” He stopped and looked suspiciously around the corridor around the hospital.

Why did his cousin appear at the emergency department of C City hospital in the middle of the night?

Every time he met Cory, he would always remember his three-year marriage with Christina. Cory had been pestering Christina ever since Christina jumped into the river to save

him.

Patrick looked grim and unpleasant. He took out his phone and was about

to turn it back on. He suppressed his

agitation and called Christina again,

However, the result was the same, no

ansver

She still doesn't answer my phone!” Patrick's face darkened, and he pursed his lips and gave a cold scolding

He suddenly remembered the last time he was at the club and suddenly got the news that Christina had lost contact with him over at the Fire Club That time he was speeding and driving while calling her 12 times, but she didn't answer either

Patrick looked out the window into the dark night and tightened his phone.

“Go to the W Hotel and find out what she’s doing!”

In the end, he called Charles. His cold voice sounded like he was about to

explode.

When Charles received his call, he was stunned for a moment before he fualized that the she” Patrick Was referring to was Christina

“What's

wrong with

Christina?

Hearing his tone, Charles realized that he was in a bad mood.

The hospital window reflected Patrick's gloomy profile. He urged in a cold voice, “Hurry up!”

“I called Christina earlier and the line

was busy. Besides visiting Mrs. Dickens, she seems to have met some people in C City...” Charles said as he grabbed the car keys. “Tll drive over and take a look novi.”

Charles thought for a while and couldn't help but askarefully, “Patrick. where are you now? Aren't you going

to find her at W Hotel?"

Patrick's expression was complicated, Instead of answering Charles, he hung

Charles looked at his cell phone being hung up and shrugeged gloomily. “What's going on?” Patrick cared about her, but he didn't

want to go.

The time was slowly scratched from 12 am to 12.30 am.

Half an hour was not a long time, but Patrick was standing in front of the

window in the corridor of the hospital

and had lost his patience

It took Charles about an hour to get to the W Hotel and the hospital was a little closer to the W Hotel, which was about 20 minutes away.

Patrick walked straight to the elevator and his lips curled into a self

deprecating smile. He didn’t know

what he was struggling with

Why should he be angry about something as trivial as her not answering his phone calls?

He had always been an indifferent person, but recently he felt more and

more out of control of his emotiois.

Every time she wis ITvolved, it was out of his control.

He wils anery for one reason only, and that was that he cared for her.

He put his right hand in his pocket and took the car keys. As he strode towards the elevator, he inadvertently slanced at the rowofwards on his left. A familiar figure stopped him

It was Cory

If it was just his cousin, he wouldn't care about it, but.

“What are you doing!”

Patrick slammed open the door and shouted angrily at the man and woman on the other side of the bed.

"Get out of my way.” Patrick was like a raging lion like he had been provoked

to the bottom line.

He strode forward angrily, grabbed Cory's arm with his right hand, and flung it behind him fiercely. Cory was caught off guard and turned back.

Cory happened to hit the hospital carti with tools on it. He fell to the ground in

a panic. He grained in palin.

“What are you doing?” The woman on the bed seemed to have just woken up:

Christina shouted at Patrick in 3 hoarse and weak voice, “You should be

the one going out Get out. I don't want

to see you now!"

“I'll go out and let you do something shameless in the hospital! Christina

how dare you!” Patrick glared at her.

Shameless..

"Get out. Patrick, get out right away.” She looked as if she had bech stimulated by something. Her face was pale, and her breathing was

disordered.

She leaned over, her trembling hands grabbing a hot kettle on the counter in front of the hospital bed and slamming it fiercely at him.

“Frck offl”

“I don't need you. I don't need your

help. You should accompany with your

Miss Jones and disappeared before my Cyes!” Sheshouted out of control,

The hot kettle fell to the floor, and the

glass inside was broken, and pieces of glass flew out, leaving a puddle of water in the ward, looking messy

Patrick looked at her losing control as if he had only noticed her pale face and her empty, hateful eyes for a moment.

Patrick's pants were half wct from the hot water, but he ignored them. He stepped forward and tried to get closer toler Christina, how are you.”

Cory got up and immediately dragged himnout, as if afraid of provoking her.

“Let go.”

Patrick's expression was complicated. The two men had just walked out of

the ward when he flung Cory’s hand

away.

He just say it Cory bent down and approached her. He kissed her quietly _

“I told you, she’s my wife!” Patrick looked at the man in front of him with a

wamine elare. “You better not provoke my bottom line.”

“Christina, what's wrong with her? Why is she in the hospital.” His voice was cold and eager.

"Ah

Before Cory could explain, Christina seemed to be frightened by something in the ward. Her mood was extremely unstable, and she screamed in horror.

Cory looked anious and said in a deep voice “Patrick, if you want to make her feel better, you'd better not show up in front of her.” As he spoke, he walked in quickly

“Christina, it's okay. This is the hospital. it's okay.” Cory was whispering softly inside.

Patrick stood outside the ward, his face frozen.

The doctors and nurses rushed in again. They were holding her medical record and the large and small bottles

of medicine, looking nervous.

“Patrick! Where are you now?”

Charles's sudden phone call brought Patrick back to his senses, which

sounded urgent. “Something happened to Christina” Charles yelled at his phone.

“The people in the hotel said that four hours ago, Christina was unconscious in the suite with a pool of blood in the room. She was unconscious at that time, and the details were not very clear. But I heard that she was sent to the nearby Second People’s Hospital...

Apool of blood.

Patrick stood outside the ward, holding his phone in his left hand. listening to Charles's report.

His deep and complicated eyes fell firmly on the side of the hospital bed.

Her pale face showed her weakness,

Her thin body wrapped in white sheets, was still trembling as if she had been frightened, and the way she held back her tears made him distressed.

Patrick almost subconsciously stepped forward, but on the other end of the phone Charles sighed and said in a low voice.

“The housekeeper said that Christina has been waiting for you.

She was waiting for him, but he didn't

show up.