My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 1636

Levi shot him a warning stare. If Dr. Baker still did not get the hint, Levi would make sure Dr. Baker lost his job!

Dr. Baker's age was catching up to him and he did not understand young couples nowadays. Fortunately, his assistant was young and sharp and understood immediately that Young Master Brown was seeking attention from his girlfriend.

The physician assistant butted in," Young Master Brown, your wounds have split open. Oh my gosh, it is so severe. I'll have to treat it immediately or it might become infected if we delay any longer. The consequences will be unimaginable if an infection occurs."

The physician assistant was obviously lying through his teeth. However, Dr. Baker finally understood Levi's intentions.

Although he didn't want to lie, he could not go against authority. Dr. Baker cooperated and said, "Anyone not from the medical team please leave the room for now. I need to treat Young Master Brown's wounds immediately."

He was actually referring to Monique as she was not part of the medical team. They had

to drive her out.

They couldn't let her see the wounds or the lie would be exposed. Hence, Monique waited patiently outside.

"Why did Levi's conditions become so serious?" Monique knew that Levi loved to fool around. Therefore, she did no panic when he said that his wounds had split open.

Levi instructed her to find a nurse but she disregarded him. If he was really in pain, he would have pressed the button and sought immediate medical attention.

He did seek medical attention. The medical team rushed over and after inspecting his wounds, they said that it was serious and likely to be infected. They even mentioned the dangers of getting an infection.

As his girlfriend, she didn't know how serious his injury was until the medical team arrived. Monique patted her head in annoyance. She was an unqualified girlfriend.

Perhaps it was the first time she fell in love. Without prior experience, she was at a loss for what to do. She must learn and make up for her mistakes.

While Monique was still pondering the matter, the physician assistant came out to talk to her. "Miss Zellweger, Young Master Brown's injury is much more severe than you think. Please take good care of him for the time being. Remember, don't make him angry. Just do as he says."

Monique was skeptical. Something seemed fishy. She retorted, "What do his injuries have to do with him blowing a fuse?"

The physician assistant paused for a moment before continuing anxiously, "His recovery has every reason to be associated with his emotions. Our emotions affect our health. Being in a bad mood is detrimental to our health. In some cases, it may even delay a person's recovery. This is common sense. Don't you know that, Miss Zellweger?" Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Could Monique admit her ignorance?

Of course not.

There was an element of truth in what he said. Our emotions affect our health greatly. This was common sense.

After the physician assistant reminded her on how to take care of Levi, she returned to the ward. Levi was lying on the bed silently. His gaze swept over her body, lingering on her bosom and a

knowing smile fleeted across his complexion. He chuckled. "I thought you had left."

Monique swallowed down her frustration and reminded herself that he was injured. She should just ignore what he said. Instead, she

asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Her indifference to him made him frown. "I'm in pain. I have no appetite at all." He sulked.

Monique retorted, "You brought it on yourself. Who asked you to mess around last night? You deserve it..."

"Monique, you..." Levi held his clenched fist over his heart and grimaced in pain. "Forget it, you can go back. Even if I die, it has nothing to do with you."

"You are my boyfriend. If you are dead, how on earth does it have nothing to do with me?" Monique approached him and patted him gently. "Don't touch your wound and lie down. I'll get you something to eat."

She had calloused hands as she had trained in the army for a long time. It was not soft, unlike other women. However, Levi's heart pounded rapidly when she touched him. "Monique, are you caring for me because you are my girlfriend?"

Monique blushed. She assumed an air of nonchalance and asked, "So what? Can't I care for you as your girlfriend?"

Levi was over the moon. He seized her hands and exclaimed in delight, "Yes! Of course you can! As long as you are my girlfriend, I will listen to you no matter what you want me to do."

Love was indeed unpredictable and frightening. It could change a person completely. Young Master Brown used to be overbearing and arrogant. He used to think that he would have control over

himself if he fell in love. However, that was not the case. He was willing to listen to her and love her unrequitedly. Perhaps this was how true love should be.

Monique had never fallen in love before. She could feel her heart fluttering as he expressed his love for her. She stammered, "Then... Tell me what you want to eat...I'll get it."

As long as she was by his side, his pain subdued. He teased, "I'm not hungry since you are here..." He only wanted her!

"Levi, since you think that I'm ugly, so much till it's affecting your appetite, why do you still want me to be your girlfriend?" Monique wanted to punch him but she tamped down her irritation.

"No, I mean you're stunning. I want you." Levi placed his hand on hers. His gaze dropped to her shirt and his brows lifted. Rage pulsed through her veins. Monique pulled back her hand and warned, "Levi, you know what's the consequences of teasing me."

"I'm already your boyfriend. I only touched your hand, how could you..."

"Levi, are you courting death?"

"All right, I won't pull your legs anymore." Seeing that she was simmering with anger, Levi relented. "The doctor said that I can't eat any fast food until I recover. Just buy me some pasta."

"All right, I'll go and get some pasta. Wait here." Monique spun around and left the ward. However, instead of going to a nearby restaurant, Monique made a call to her mother. She wanted to prepare her own pasta and she needed guidance.