Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 68 You should not be angry

Andy egged Mikayla back to the dorm.

He had never been to school in the country and was curious about the schools in the country.

If it wasn't the wrong time, Andy would really like to experience the teaching atmosphere in China.

Mikayla sneaks a glance at Andy every now and then, and finds that even though he looks like an old

man, it is still difficult to hide his curiosity.

As she entered the main road leading to the dormitory, Mikayla suddenly asked, "You're not even a

student at our school, are you?"

Andy retracted his eyes and answered, "Aimee sent me over."

He had nothing to hide from Mikayla.

When Mikayla hugged Aimee at the hot pot, she was sitting across from him.

Unless she has amnesia, or is a blind person, it is impossible that she has no memory of him.

"Really?" Mikayla instantly cheered up when she heard that.

She stopped in her tracks and looked up at Andy , her eyes full of little stars inside.

"Aimee, she really loves me." Mikayla covered her mouth and laughed lowly, her heart was so happy Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

that she couldn't hide it.

Andy was tempted to say that she was probably overthinking things.

However, in the end, he had no way to dispel a girl's naivety and could only say, "Aimee was afraid that

you would be aggrieved, so, asked me to come and take a look."

When Mikayla was done being happy, she asked Andy, "What is your relationship with Aimee?"

Andy said, "Friendship."

Naturally, he could not tell Mikayla that he was actually Aimee's apprentice, or the tenth's apprentice.

Otherwise, this little girl, I do not know what will be scared into.

"So where did you get this school uniform?" Mikayla was too curious.

This man, in the hot pot store, although it also looks the youngest moment, but, he exudes, but also an

elite aura.

Now put on their set of dirt to bursting school uniforms, it is surprising that such a full of teenage sense.

Mikayla didn't even have to look, already imagined, if Andy is really in their school, then it is a proper

schoolboy.

Andy quickly made up a reason, "it happens to have a brother at home is your school, so borrow to

wear a little, otherwise it is not into the well."

He had just gotten the point from Mikayla's words to Jaylah that no non-students were allowed in the

ear.

So, it is only possible to use such a lame reason to cheat the little girl.

Mikayla doesn't doubt it and isn't that concerned about it.

What she cares more about, naturally, is Aimee.

Mikayla stared at Andy for half a day, finally did not hold back, tentatively asked: "You said, is my sister

let you come, then she is not actually still quite like me, otherwise, she would not worry about me,

right?"

Andy has no answer to this question at all.

He couldn't bear to tell the little girl that she might really be overthinking things.

But he can't help Aimee brush up on any goodwill with the little girl.

After thinking about it, Andy said, "It's late, you'd better hurry back to rest, and your face is also a little

bit treated."

Mikayla pursed her lips, and finally felt that Andy simply did not want to talk to her.

She then had the sense not to ask any more questions, pointed to the building in front of her and said,

"That's my dormitory, I'll go back first, you should go back early too, thank you."

Andy nodded and said, "Go back, I'll watch you go in before I go."

Mikayla froze for a moment, but said nothing more, lifted her feet and headed for her dorm.

It was not until her figure disappeared into the dormitory building that Andy turned around and left.

He fished out his phone and sent a message to Aimee: "Aimee , your sister was beaten, but, now the

mood should be considered to recover, you do not worry, I will be outside the school to guard, do not

worry."

This time, Aimee replied with a message.

"No, you go back and rest." Aimee said.

Across the screen, Andy could feel the indifference from his teacher.

He couldn't help but winced and asked tentatively, "Aimee , are you angry? Blame me for letting your

sister get beaten up."

"No, Aimee , let me explain, your sister was already beaten when I arrived and I didn't make it."

"And then I stopped it."

"Aimee , just don't be angry."

Andy sent several messages to Aimee in a row, however, the result was a stone's throw away and no

reply from Aimee at all.

It's not that Aimee is angry and deliberately ignoring him, but Aimee is giving Patrick medicine and

taking care of his body at the moment, so naturally she has no time to pay attention to Andy.

Patrick's pain felt even more intense today than before, and even though his willpower was strong, he

was still stifled by the pain.

The body has long been drenched in sweat, and at the moment Patrick, as if he was carried out of the

pool in general.

Aimee kept wiping his sweat, and as a result, she was already covered in sweat, but it didn't help.

Her heart was very upset, and her eyes were slightly red from seeing Patrick's painful appearance.

The only thing to be happy about, is that Patrick's pain has extended to his tailbone today.

It was also the intense pain throughout his spine that was making it so difficult for him.

However, this also means that the most difficult and painful period of Patrick's entire sentience process

is coming to an end.

Aimee wiped the sweat from Patrick's face and softly reassured him, "Hold on, hold on, it will be over

soon, it will be fine soon."

Only, the words, she said all very unstable.

This process will take at least four more hours.

In these four hours, not stopping for a while, resting for a while, but continuous, uninterrupted, always

hurting.

And, perhaps because of the effects of the drug and Patrick's body's reaction, the value of the pain he

feels, will be even more violent.

Aimee doesn't know what Patrick's tolerance limit is, and she's really worried that his body won't be

able to handle it.

I don't know how long it took, but Patrick gradually calmed down.

Only, the breathing is still very heavy and sweat is still breaking out.

Aimee dried the sweat on his face and neck and asked softly, "Master Patrick , are you okay?"

Patrick slowly opened his eyes and looked over at Aimee , his voice raspy as hell, "It's okay."

He is still in pain at the moment, only that the pain has been numbed and has gotten used to it.

Aimee said, "Master Patrick, you're great, you're the best partner I've ever had, we work with each

other and it's all going to be okay."