Seize His Little Wife

“No!” Ives Norton shook his head and adjusted his expression to smile again, “It was the little nurse who got the data wrong and didn’t know how to change it before she sent me over to take care of it.”

“Yes?” Christine White frowned, always feeling that something was wrong with his words, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

“Of course it is, if there really was something wrong with your blood work, how could I as a doctor not tell you?”

Christine White didn’t say anything when she thought about that, and her lifted heart fell back into place.

It’s good that her blood work is okay.

“It’s about time, come on sister-in-law, I’ll take you to the CT room to check your heart.” Ives Norton didn’t move to change the subject.

Christine White hmmmed and followed him toward the CT room.

Halfway there, he suddenly turned around and asked, “By the way sister-in-law, you just said that your mom favors boys over girls, right?”

Christine White nodded, “Yeah, why?”

“Just asking.” Ives Norton turned his head back, his eyes dark, “Just wondering why they’re patriarchal”

“Do you still need a reason to favor sons over daughters?” Christine White felt that his question was a bit redundant and bristled, “Isn’t it just the belief that only sons can carry on the family line!”

Ives Norton’s glasses reflect back, “That’s been true since the beginning of time, but there are always some exceptions to everything …”

“What do you mean?” Christine White cocked her head in confusion.

“Nothing!” Ives Norton laughed and took a magnetic card out of his pocket and swiped it on the proximity sensor, “The CT room is here, come on in.”NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

“Oh!” Christine White went in with him.

By the time all the medical tests were done, it was two hours later.

Christine White came out of the restroom pounding her rear end and sat down to rest in a cool chair on the porch, Ives Norton offered her a glass of water in the pantry, “Have some.”

“Thanks.” Christine White took it with both hands.

“You don’t have to thank me, Baird left you with me, it’s only natural that I take care of you in the meantime.” Ives Norton gave her a discharging wink.

Christine White blushed a little and was too busy lowering her head to look at him.

Her shy and embarrassed look amused Ives Norton’s mood.

Although this woman’s appearance can not be said to be much beauty, but shy blushing time, also has a certain flavor.

Too bad it’s married to Baird or he’d pursue it, he hasn’t had that type of girlfriend yet.

Ives Norton coughed twice against his lips, restraining the thoughts in his heart that shouldn’t be there, and looked at his watch, “Sister-in-law, there’s still a while before the results of the physical examination come out, so why don’t you go to my office and rest, and Baird should still be there as well, so I’ll go find you guys when the results come out.”

“Good.” Christine White finished the rest of the water in the paper cup and headed back to his office.

Baird Lane was nowhere to be seen in his office, except for a junior nurse organizing patient charts.

Is he gone?

Christine White looked around and her eyes dimmed, “May I ask if you’ve seen a very tall and good looking gentleman?”

“Are you asking about Mr. Lane?” The nurse asked rhetorically.

Christine White nodded quickly, “Right, do you know where he went?”

“Mr. Lane has gone to see Miss Bort in the intensive care unit.”

“Ms. Bort?” Christine White froze slightly.

Could it be that Molly Bort?

“What floor is the intensive care unit on?”

“Ninth floor.”

After asking for Molly Bort’s hospital room floor and room number, Christine White took a deep breath and planned to meet Molly Bort.

She was really curious about that Molly Bort.

Curious about what Molly Bort looks like and even more curious about her relationship with Baird Lane.

She is not stupid, Baird Lane for the sake of Molly Bort, would rather she as a wife contracted sequelae, but not give up the idea of using her bone marrow to save Molly Bort’s life, it can be seen that his relationship with Molly Bort is not just as simple as the friend he said!

Ding!

The elevator is here.

Christine White stepped out of the elevator and searched from room to room, finally finding the room the nurse had said she was in.

“This is it.” Christine White looked up at the door number above her and then at the ward door.

The door was closed, and instead of knocking, she just stood outside and looked in through the glass in the door, and because of her restricted view, she could only see half of the hospital bed, and Baird Lane sitting at the edge of it, and couldn’t see the person lying in it.

Christine White was a little disappointed, but she was soon shocked by the faint smile on Baird Lane’s face.

He laughed?

He actually smiles!

Christine White looked incredulously at the man inside for so long that her nails were poking her palms out before she came back to her senses.

And in that moment she suddenly realized that it wasn’t that he couldn’t smile.

It just so happened that the person who could make him laugh wasn’t her.

Thinking about this, Christine White bit her lip, her eyes began to moisten, and a faint feeling of resentment and self-deprecation welled up inside her.

Buzz!

The cell phone in the bag suddenly rang.

Christine White was so startled that her bag fell to the floor.

In the hospital room, Baird Lane hears a commotion and turns his head toward the door just in time to catch a glimpse of Christine White’s panicked face.

Why is she here?

“Baird, what’s wrong with you?” Molly Bort inquired with concern as she saw Baird Lane wrinkle his brow and tempered her smile.

“It’s fine.” Baird Lane withdrew his eyes without a trace and tucked her in, “Ives is out there, so lay back and I’ll go out and check.”

“Why don’t you let Ives in.” Molly Bort’s deep-set eye sockets showed a few moments of disbelief.

Baird Lane’s eyes flashed, “There’s no need, he’s too annoying he’ll annoy you, I’ll just go out.”

He got up and walked towards the door, and as soon as he opened it, he saw the figure of Christine White running towards the elevator.

“Christine White you stop!” Baird Lane shouted in a cold voice.

Christine White stopped, turned to look at him, and quickly put her head down again, as if he were some kind of flooding beast.

Baird Lane walked up to her with a displeased look on his face, “What are you running for?”

Christine White stared at her toes without saying a word.

She didn’t know what she was running for.

Subconsciously, he wanted to escape from here anyway, not wanting him to find out.

But I didn’t expect that he would still find out.

“Finished your physical?” Baird Lane asked.

Christine White responded slightly, “Hmmm …”

“What’s the result?”

“It’s not out yet.”

“What are you doing here when you’re not even out yet?” Baird Lane narrowed his eyes and stared at her intently, “How did you know about this place?”

The questioning in his tone heard Christine White feel a little uncomfortable in her heart, and sullenly returned, “I didn’t see you after the physical examination, so I asked the nurse, and the nurse said you were here, and the … one inside was Molly Bort?”

Her eyes flicked if anything to the ward behind him.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips and didn’t answer, in acquiescence.

“So can I go in and see her?” Christine White squeezed the chain of her bag and looked at him nervously.

Baird Lane immediately refused, with a somewhat less than stellar expression, “No way!”

“Why?”

“There’s no reason why you can’t see her, anyway you can go back to the office now, I’ll just get the results of the physical.”

With those words, he left her and headed back to Molly Bort’s hospital room.

“Finished with Ives?” Molly Bort closed the book in her hand and raised a pale, weak smile at Baird Lane, who had entered.

Baird Lane saw her leaning over the bed in a thin tunic and a slight displeasure crossed his cold face “Why are you sitting up, didn’t I tell you to lie down?”

“I lie down every day and my body is getting stiff, so just let me sit for a while.” She grabbed his arm and shook it to pout.

Baird Lane couldn’t stand her like this, and after sizing her up, and seeing that she was really in pretty good shape today, he didn’t push it and agreed to let her sit.

“Put this on, don’t catch cold.” Baird Lane held up a heavy coat to her.

Molly Bort obediently took it and asked as she put it on, “By the way Baird, what did you and Ives talk about, so secretive and you had to say it outside.”