Chapter 54 . Took To Hospital
Chapter 54 . Took To Hospital
After the meeting was dismissed, there was an internal meeting to be held, so they moved to another meeting room to continue.
Joanna went back to her seat. After the meeting, she was exhausted.
It was already past work time after she finished some messy works.
After going to the 13th floor, Wilson found that there was light in it. Somehow, he just wanted to have a look. He walked out of the elevator, wearing his tie.
"Cough... Cough. " The sudden cough made Wilson's heart beat faster. 'Didn't she go home?
"Why are you still here?" Wilson frowned unconsciously. How could she still work overtime when she was ill?
"I can't get off work until I finish organizing today's meeting files, but I'm not in good condition today. That's why I work until now." To prevent herself from falling down, Joanna stood up and put her hands on the table.
Wilson saw what Joanna was doing and his eyes darkened.
What a total fool she was.
Although Wilson was roaring in his heart, his face remained unchanged.
"You can go home now, and you can continue to sort out the files tomorrow," Wilson said seriously. Things would get more and more serious if she kept going on like this. He couldn't let her do whatever she wanted.
"It almost done. Just give me some time." Joanna wanted to ask for leave and have a good rest at home tomorrow, so she must prepare this document today.
"No. if you don't leave here, the security guards can't go home neither." When Wilson spoke these words, he obviously forgot that he had asked them to guard the door in winter when he worked overtime.
"All right, I'll..." Thinking that it was really troublesome, it was better to take it home.
As soon as she turned around, she felt a surge of blood and passed out.
Seeing that Joanna became weak and fell down to the ground, Wilson hurried forward to hold her in his arms. "Hey, Miss. Joanna... Joanna. "
When he saw Joanna didn't respond, he reached out to feel her forehead but retracted his hand at the moment he touched her. "Damn it, are you going to boil eggs?"
He lifted her to his chest and sent her to the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, just as the car stopped, Wilson picked up Joanna and rushed to the emergency room.
"Doctor! Be quick! " Wilson's expression scared the doctors and nurses, it was just a fever, but he acted like his girlfriend was going to die.
"Please wait outside." The nurse stopped Wilson and the curtain of the emergency room was drawn.
When he waited anxiously, the curtain was pulled open.
"Doctor, is she all right? How is the patient? " Wilson rushed to hold the doctor anxiously.
"What's the relationship between you and the patient? We can only tell her family about her conditions." There was a clear rule in the hospital that the patient's condition couldn't be disclosed.
"I am... The patient's family member. She... How is it going? "
"She is fine. It's just that she had a cold and pneumonia. She will be fine after having a good rest. I have given her an injection of antipyretic, but her fever is still a little low. If she gets a high fever again, she needs to take antipyretics. "
"Okay Okay Thank you very much. "
Wilson entered the emergency ward in a hurry. Joanna was lying quietly in bed, her face still pale.
Wilson sat by the bedside carefully. He reached out his hand and softly smoothed the hair of Joanna. He was afraid that his move would wake her up, so he moved his hand back soon.
"Why do you torture yourself in this way? You know you are sick, but you still want to pretend to be strong. "
When Joanna woke up, it was already midnight. Finally she recognized that she was in the hospital.
She felt a little pain in her hand and glanced at her right hand with the needle, and the blood flowed against her.
The drug had been done, and the blood, because of the pressure, flew back into the syringe, forming a blood column as long as a finger.
She struggled to her feet and tried to pull the needle out of her hand.
But she couldn't.
She was going crazy.
Wilson woke up and shouted, "Don't move! I'll call the nurse!"
Wilson felt a little remorseful for his carelessness. He had said that he would take good care of her, but he had not expected that he would fall asleep.
'What an asshole I am.'
The nurse was frightened by Wilson. She ran to the nurse station in a hurry to put the needle out Joanna's hand.
"Excuse me, may I go home now?" Joanna asked the nurse cautiously.
"Not yet. You have pneumonia and you are having a fever now. You need to stay in the hospital for observation. What if you get a high fever in the middle of the night?"
"But... I want to go home... " She felt wronged. She didn't want to be hospitalized and she hadn't fed Little.
"Then... Do you agree as the family member of patient? " The nurse turned around to look at the man who had said to be the patient's family member.
"No way."
"No, he is not..." Joanna stared at Wilson in surprise.
... Family member?
Does she mean Wilson and... I?
"Just stay in the hospital. Your husband was so worried when he sent you here just now. Don't let him worry about you anymore." Then the nurse packed up and went out.
"……" That nurse said Wilson was her husband.
He was, but he might be someone else's husband soon.
She felt uncomfortable at the thought of Wilson had to give his tenderness to other women.
Wilson was still immersed in the nurse's words, husband? It was a good noun.
Thinking that he was the legal husband of Joanna, he smiled unconsciously.
"I'm very sorry that the nurse's idea has caused confusion Mr. Wilson. But I don't want to stay in the hospital. I want to go back now," Biting her lower lip, Joanna told herself to hold back her tears.
"I am not..." While Wilson was busy explaining, Joanna thought that he was trying to deny the relationship.
"Mr. Wilson has a girlfriend. If there is any misunderstanding, I am very happy to help Mr. Wilson explain it. The nurse said that I can't be discharged yet, so please go back. " Then she huddled herself up in the quilt and turned her back to Wilson.
Seeing that, Wilson knew that it was useless to explain anything, so he pushed the door open and left.
The moment the door was closed, the pillow was soaked with tears.