Shawn rushed to the hospital after Susie called.
Seeing her anxious and pacing outside the emergency room, he hurried to her side, "It’s okay. Don’t worry."
"If he hadn’t protected me, he wouldn’t be like this!"
"So much blood..."
"If he dies, what will I do?"
Shawn glanced at the operating room, not knowing the situation inside. He gently patted Susie’s head, letting her vent.
"He’ll be fine. He’s strong. Don’t cry. Lawrence would hate to see you so upset."
"If he hadn’t protected you, you’d be hurt. He’d be even more heartbroken."
Lawrence should survive, right?
Shawn stayed with her, both anxiously waiting outside.
David and Lorraine arrived, comforting their daughter as they waited in worry.
……
Lawrence woke up at noon the next day, hearing her sobs.
“Shawn, it’s already noon, why hasn’t he woken up yet?”
He wanted to open his eyes but didn’t have the strength.
He could only worry, feeling heartbroken.
“Don’t worry, just wait a bit longer, he will wake up!” Shawn reassured her confidently, though he was also anxious.
If someone wakes up within twenty-four hours, it's a relief. If not, it’s concerning.
That knife was very sharp, and it took dozens of stitches. Fortunately, it didn’t damage any internal organs, but it was still enough to make Lawrence suffer.
If Lawrence hadn’t pushed Susie away, she would have been seriously injured.
Shawn patted Susie’s shoulder, “It’s going to be okay!”
Lawrence didn’t wake up until the evening. He tiredly opened his eyes and saw Susie sitting beside the bed, looking fine. He smiled.
“Susie!”
Hearing him, Susie turned around, and seeing that he was awake, she excitedly shouted, “Doctor, doctor, my husband is awake!”
As she was about to run out to call the doctor, Lawrence weakly grabbed her hand.
“There’s a call button at the bedside.”
“Right, I forgot!” Susie quickly pressed the button, looking at him joyfully, “Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”
Lawrence smiled at her reassuringly, “No, just thirsty.”
“Wait a moment!”
Susie sniffled, pulled her hand out of his, turned to pour water, and then used a cotton swab to moisten his lips and tongue.
“You’ve had surgery; you can’t drink water yet!”
The doctor came in, and she quickly stepped aside to let the doctor examine Lawrence.
“Just be careful not to pull at the wound. Rest well, everything’s fine now.”
Hearing the doctor’s words, Susie finally relaxed.
“Thank you, doctor!”
“You’re welcome!” The doctor glanced at Susie’s swollen eyes, wanting to laugh but holding it in.
The patient’s wound was minor in his opinion, so why make it seem like life and death?
It was just a superficial wound.
“Come here…”
Lawrence, still weak, called out to her softly.
Susie quickly went over, “What do you want to say?”
Lawrence smiled, holding her hand, “Just wanted to see you.”
Susie’s nose tingled, and she sat by the bed, letting him hold her hand.
“You should sleep some more, but remember to wake up.”
Lawrence chuckled, but it pulled at his wound, so he quickly stopped.
“I remember. I can’t bear to leave you.”
Susie glanced at him, her face flushing as she met his passionate gaze.
“Your eyes are swollen. Later, I’ll boil an egg and help you apply it.”
“No need, I can do it myself! You rest well!” Susie averted her eyes. She didn’t want to cry, but she was so scared he might die.
“Fool!” Lawrence pinched her nose, “Why are you crying again?”
“I was afraid you’d die…”
Susie couldn’t hold back her tears.
“Alright, no more crying. If you keep crying, your eyes would swell even more, and you’ll look ugly!”
Lawrence can't laugh, but he was happy inside.
Susie sniffled, muttering, “If I’m ugly, don’t look at me!”
“You’re my wife; how can I not look at you?” Lawrence teased, “You’re my wife, even if you’re ugly!”
“Stop joking!” Susie glared at him, embarrassed, “Don’t talk, just rest!”
“I’m hungry and can’t sleep!” Lawrence pouted, “Kiss me, and I’ll sleep.”
Susie couldn’t believe he was acting spoiled, “I’ll ask the doctor when you can eat.”
“It’ll be a few hours!” Lawrence held her back, not letting her leave.
“Huh?”
Susie blushed, leaned in, and kissed his forehead, “Now sleep!”
Lawrence smiled, patting the space beside him, “Lie down with me!”
Her dark circles were heavy.
She must not have slept all night.
“How can I sleep with you now? I’ll touch your wound!” Susie frowned, refusing.
“I can only sleep holding you!” Lawrence persisted.
Susie’s lips twitched.
“I won’t hold you. You hold me!” Lawrence’s tired and pale face was heartbreaking.
Susie softened, climbed up, and carefully lay beside him.
Lawrence turned slightly, keeping his injured side up, and motioned for her to hold him.
Susie looked at him and then nestled into his arms, holding him.
Lawrence rested his chin on her shoulder blade, taking a deep breath of her scent.
“Were you scared?”
Susie hummed softly.
“Fool!”
Lawrence kissed her ear, “Honey, forgive me for getting hurt for you.”
Susie hugged him tighter, whispering, “I’m not mad at you anymore.”
Lawrence’s lips curled, his voice still sad, “Then you won’t divorce me?”
Susie hesitated, “Didn’t you say the divorce certificate was fake?”
“It’s fake, but what if you want a divorce later?” Lawrence was upset.
“If you don’t make me sad, I won’t divorce you!” Susie pouted.
“It’s my fault. I won’t do it again!” Lawrence sighed.
“I’m not divorcing you. Now sleep! Stop talking!”
She urged firmly.
“Promise you won’t divorce me ever!” Lawrence kissed her cheek.
Susie flinched. This man was seriously hurt and just woke up, yet he was already misbehaving.
“I promise! If you don’t sleep, I’m leaving!”
“Okay, sleep!”
Lawrence fell asleep immediately, his breathing heavy and steady.
It was clear he had been holding on just now.
Heartbroken, She hugged him gently, careful not to touch his wound.
