DIRECTOR, I LOVE YOU TOO
Chapter 136 In Critical Conditions
Oi! I am an article!
I ...”
“I ..”
Oi! I am an article!
Kevin quickly got to the front of the nurse, “I.”
“Sorry, what is your relationship with the patient?”
“I ... her husband. ” said the husband sounded a little strange to her, so Kevin was hesitant to say it.
“The patient is in critical condition, I fear his son ..”
Oi! I am an article!
“I don't care. I want his son, I want both safe, both my wife and my son.” Michael Ling who was beside Kevin shouted to the nurse, “If anything happens to one of them, I will destroy this hospital.”
“Ya, we want both to be safe.” said Kevin responding to his words.
“Master, please calm down. The knife position is very deep. If the knife stabs his son's body, I'm afraid ..”
“I don't care, you guys have to save. Even if the knife hurt him too you still have to save him.” Kevin's eyes reddened. All the words that Maria said after she dropped the knife were constantly swirling in her ears. His head hurts, it hurts so much. That boy is his son. He finally believed, but why would it be this way?
His regret at this moment was already too late. If there was a medicine to cure his regrets in this world, he would be willing to exchange his life for it.
There are all kinds of cures in this world, but only the cure for regret is absent. Therefore, if we do not think carefully before acting, it is regret that will be left behind, and we cannot change anything.
Some things, if they happen, have happened. If it passes, it has passed.
His heart was racing when he saw the red light on the operating room door. Perhaps his heart was beating when the red light was on and stopped beating when the red light went out.
Maria, he has taken her heart.
My God, it turns out that he still loves her as much as he used to with his love that does not diminish in the slightest.
He signed his name with his trembling fingers, and his heart was so unsettled like it was being tossed about in the air.
The knife kept on being imagined before his eyes. If anything happens to Maria and the boy, it's him. It really was him. It all happened because of his disbelief. His cold attitude and his words were what made Maria unable to take it anymore. Thinking of this her thin and stiff shoulders slowly fell to the floor. If …
However, there was no longer a word for everything that had happened in this world.
Michael Ling stood on the wall opposite him. The two men faced each other, but for the first time they had no desire to fight. No one wants to fight. They just looked at the operating room lights.
The woman who was in the operating room affected all their nerves.
Wendy walked over to Michael Ling, and saw him frantically flipping through his pocket. He was looking for a cigarette and then lit it with a lighter. All of his movements were very inconsistent or even could be said to be slow. He looks like an addict who is suddenly addicted to drugs and cannot control his own behavior. Although the match was pressed repeatedly, he could not bring out his fire at all. “Let me alone.” he reached out his hand to grab the match, pressed it, and pointed it at the cigarette that was his lips. The flame flickered, and when it lit up he instantly sucked it with all his might. However, the man's hands still shook.
She said gently, “Maria will be fine.” a gentle and beautiful woman like her, although very similar to Dai yu, is, but she felt that Mary would not suffer the same tragic fate as Dai Yu. Because right now, the two men outside his operating room loved him very much, which was a lucky break for him.
There is love, then there is blessing.
There is love, then there is hope.
Michael Ling looked at Wendy with her red eyes and smoked back her cigarette. At that instant she hugged him, hugging him very tightly in his arms. “As you said, nothing will happen. Yes, everything will definitely be fine.”
He did not know if the man was considering her as Mary, or what. He just hugged her tightly and continued muttering. This made sense, as anyone would definitely be worried when they saw Mary's bloodied body.
Now, everyone could only leave everything to the doctor. Only they can decide Mary's life and death.
Dian has arrived too. He looked towards Michael Ling and Kevin with grim faces. Finally, he also said nothing. He just sat down on the chair beside him, looking calmly at the floor then at the end of his shoes. At that moment, he suddenly felt that he looked much older.
It turns out that cruelty and arrogance are behind the brilliance of a woman's life journey.
The corridor was very quiet, Kevin just sat quietly on the cold floor, Michael Ling hugged him very tightly. The cigarette in his hand was already burnt to the end, but he was not aware of it at all, and the shreds of cigarette ash fell to the floor of the dark corridor. There is no sunshine on the first day of the new year, but a cloudy day.
“Master, you must not smoke inside the hospital. Please smoke outside or in the smoking room.” the words of the nurse who walked up to them it instantly dispelled the calmness in that corridor, and made Michael Ling's hand suddenly tremble so that the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground. He released Wendy from his arms and saw the cigarette butts that fell to the ground. Seeing that Wendy was going to turn off the cigarette butt with her shoe, she quickly grabbed it and said, “Don't move and don't turn off the cigarette. Maria will live, she will definitely live.”
Oh my God, he really thought of that cigarette butt as Mary's life.
He stretched out his hand wrapped around his head and allowed him to continue leaning in his embrace. At the moment he could feel his weakness. This man had never shown his weakness like this before, and this was not for him, but for other women. However, I don't know why he felt angry at all.
It's just, what a pity. Too bad for a love that was able to bloom.
Wanna know why.
Why get results like this. It's just, it's not the time. If Maria wakes up, she should ask him about this.
Why would Mary prefer Kevin to Michael Ling?
The cigarette butts eventually went out on their own and the operation is still ongoing.
Time became extremely tense, and he closed his eyes with a heavy feeling. Michael Ling did not move as if he was dead. Maria's suicide had taken her soul.
No matter how much time had passed, the only thing he could feel was the nurse walking in and out of the operating room. However, they made their movements very carefully without making the slightest sound, as if they did not want to shock those people who were outside as well as within that operating room.
Suddenly the phone rang breaking the silence of the corridor. Wendy intended to hang up the phone, but when she saw that Marcell Bai called her, she suddenly thought of Lexi and Lexa. He had forgotten his children. Therefore, he released Michael Ling from his embrace and said, “I'll go for a while to answer the phone, this is from the children.”
Michael Ling nodded sadly, then looked at him with a pair of lifeless eyes, as if he did not know what he was saying, “Halo, Marcell .. Yes, is undergoing surgery. What if you take Lexi and Lexa back first? Let my mother take care of them. I will go there later after the operation is completed.” he also does not know what really happened to him. He doesn't want to leave. Even though the woman in the operating room was the woman that Michael Ling loved, she did not want Maria to die, not at all.
“Oke, don't worry. I'll take Lexi and Lexa.” home Marcell Bai's soft voice warmed Wendy's heart and made her feel calmer.
The man always shows up when he needs it most, and then accompanies him until he doesn't need it anymore.
There was a pain in his heart, which made him subconsciously call him, “Marcell ..”
“Ya?”
He swallowed a mouthful and whispered “Happy New Year!”
“Happy New Year! Let me know if there's any news.”
“Iya, see you.”
“Bye.”
He hung up his phone, and when he turned his head, Michael Ling looked at him sharply. The look in his eyes scared him a little, like a look that wanted to kill someone. He suddenly recalled the event that happened at Jurich's Restaurant, where the man took his collar to strangle him, and his current expression was the same as his expression at that moment.
“Tell me, were you on purpose?” his consciousness finally returned, and he again blamed all these problems on her.
He was surprised, and then said “I just want you to see it. Even though it's from afar it's okay, he it loves you.”
His voice sounded soft and soft like the unique voice of a woman, he said quietly in this silent hospital corridor. Every word was filled with sincerity. He never thought of harming her and Maria. If he doesn't love her, it's his destiny. Everyone has their own choice. He could go and let himself just be his friend, and he had also said this last night.
Looking at his black eyes that shone like mist, Michael Ling's sharp eyes gradually disappeared and turned a little soft, “How about you?”
The two words were very simple, but those words made his eyes suddenly filled with tears. Finally, he believed it too.
“Maria said so you don't drink beer often and smoke, and told me to take care of you in my free time.” she said in a soft voice. If you look at it from a different side, love doesn't have to be said and love doesn't have to be .
“How about you?” he became stubborn, and suddenly remembered that he had disappeared for six months. The woman really did not expect anything from him. He must have been losing his mind so treat him that way when they were in Jurich . For six years and six months, the woman had never thought of entering her world. Never at all. Suddenly he realized that, seeing Wendy's face that looked a little hazy and seemed unreal. He reached out his hand to touch her face and said, “Cold?” he only realized that because Maria had an accident, everyone came to the hospital in a hurry. Wendy was only wearing a high-collared gold velvet shirt, and even forgot to wear a jacket. After standing with him for so long, he only realized this. Therefore, he took off his jacket and put it on his shoulders.
He said nothing and just stared at her. After a long time, he finally said, “Michael Ling , finally you believe me.” he said, his eyes reddened, and his hands touched his neck. There still lingered the pain that the man had left behind when he strangled him first.
He removed his hands from his face, and his facial expression was filled with guilt and regret. The dark purple man's long jacket enveloped his shoulders which made him feel warm. In fact, the warmth came not only from the jacket he wore on his shoulder, but from the warmth of his heart, and this feeling made him very happy.
