My Sweet Lawyer Wife

He told Peter the situation one by one, and added his speculation, “The association between Ruth and the young lady is already a secret that cannot be concealed, and to strike at Ruth is … to … cut off The young lady’s back way, their … ultimate purpose is only … young lady.”

Jackson has never been afraid of anyone in his life, even if it is a mistake, but also dare to stand tall and admit without fear.

But at this moment, facing Peter, he said each additional word, feel the surrounding lingering aura more and more cold.

The young lady is only into the operating room miscarriage, their own bosses are worried about sitting uncomfortable, now Ruth accident, survival may be very few.

If she dies, the young lady … is only afraid that there will not be many days.

Because of these close links, Jackson is afraid of even breathing become cautious, the voice is naturally getting smaller and smaller, and even lowered his head afraid to look directly at Peter.

He finished his words and received no response for a long time.

Jackson, with 　　his eyebrows lowered, looked at the unmoving leather shoes in front of him, and knew that Peter was immersed in anger, like a volcano about to erupt, about to devour everything around him.

Bang–!

Suddenly a muffled sound.

Jackson shuddered in fear and raised his eyes to see Peter slamming his fist hard against the wall.

The tiles on the wall should be cracked, the white brick surface did not take a moment to snake down several crimson blood, particularly harsh and eye-catching.

“Boss?”

Jackson was afraid to leave the atmosphere.

“Investigate, do whatever it takes to get me the person behind the curtain. Also, send someone to find Ruth for me!”

He commanded.

“People have been sent out to look for it, and I believe there will be results soon.”

After Jackson finished, looking at Peter’s bleeding fist, the bones were already bloody at the knuckles, he immediately persuaded, “Boss, you’d better hurry up and bandage it, or else when the young lady comes out of surgery later, how will you explain? She had a miscarriage and needs to recuperate, if she knows about this matter, how can she recuperate properly?”

Peter is concerned about Adriana’s well-being.

Yesterday Archie said that someone had made a move on Ruth, he and Ruth sent a number of people to protect, I thought Ruth would be fine, the result of the accident still happened.

Peter withdrew his hand, looking at the bloody flesh at the right bone, cold and indifferent expression, as if the injury was not his hand.

“Boss, I’ll take you to bandage.”

Jackson is very concerned about Peter.

With Peter to now, this is the first time she saw to see Peter angry, angry look really let him a little surprised.

“I …”

Peter wanted to refuse, looked back at the words ‘in surgery’ that were still lit up, and finally left to get bandaged.

He didn’t want Adriana to come out of the operating room later and see his hand injured and dripping with blood.

As Jackson said, if Adriana knew Ruth’s current condition, she would be very worried, and it would be better to get a bandage in order to let Adriana rest properly.

Jackson did not go with Peter because he knew that even if he did, he would be driven back to guard the door of the operating room by Peter.

In the outpatient room, Peter lifted his bleeding hand and said coldly to the doctor, “Please bandage it for me.”

“Yo, geez, how’d you hurt your hand so bad?”

When the doctor saw the wound on the back of Peter’s hand, he got up and took a look at his hand and said seriously, “Where is the diagnosis card? You take the diagnosis card to the orthopedic department, and the doctor will arrange for you to have a film taken.”

“No, just bandage it for me directly.”

Peter refused outright.

“What don’t you need? Am I a doctor or are you a doctor?”

His arrogant posture irritated the doctor a bit and he angrily disliked him.

“George? George? The gentleman said bandage, so you bandage it.”

At the door of the consultation room, the old dean suddenly appeared, standing behind Peter and giving a wink towards the doctor.

Dr. George pointed directly at Peter’s hand, “Mr. George, his hand is seriously injured, it is likely to be fractured, it is better to get it checked.”

“I said, no.”

Peter’s face was as cold as frost and his tone of command.

The rich dissatisfaction was written directly on his face, making the old dean look trembling, and even went forward to fawn with a smile, “Good, good, Mr. Alston, you wait a moment, I will let someone dress you now.”

The old dean pointed at Dr. George and reprimanded him, “What’s going on?Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

When Dr. George saw the old dean’s gesture, he immediately understood that Peter was someone they could not afford to offend, and he could not say anything, so he began to treat Peter’s wound.

“I’ll clean your wound first, it will hurt a little, then you’ll get an anti-inflammatory injection …”

Dr. George took the alcohol carefully to Peter wound wipe disinfection, the action is very light, natural and slow some, Peter really can not see past, a hand picked up the alcohol to the wound to some, rinse the wound, and then directly pick up the gauze very skilled bandage up.

Although the bandage was opened with one hand, the familiar movement made Dr. George and the old dean a little stunned, dumbfounded, watching Peter bandage the wound and turn away in a big way.

The whole process, Peter face expressionless, even though the wound deep white bones are hidden, he did not frown.

At this point, if Dr. George still do not notice the difference is stupid.

He quietly went to the old dean’s side and asked in a whisper, “What’s the origin of this man? It looks like a good temperament.”

“You ask me? How do I know, I just received an order from above that this person is not small and should not be neglected.”

The old dean grunted, shook off his hand, and walked out of the consultation room with a big stride.

At this moment Peter appeared at the door of the operating room, a nurse saw him coming and immediately said, “Sir, Ms. Hale has been sent to the 828 VIP ward.”

Peter jawed slightly, said nothing, and went straight to the ward.

Finding the ward, Jackson immediately came out, “Boss, the young lady is awake.”

“Get out.”

Peter ordered in a cold voice, Jackson immediately walked out, closing the door in the process.

As he brushed past him, Jackson whispered, “The young lady hasn’t seen you, I said you were on the phone.”

Bang–

The door of the ward closed, Peter strides to the bedside, looks at Adriana, who is as pale as paper and weak, steps forward and holds her hand, “Adriana, how do you feel?”

Perhaps because he was so concerned about Adriana, he even forgot about his injured right hand.

Coming off the operating table, Adriana’s anesthetic wore off and her mind was a little foggy, but it didn’t affect her much.

“I’m fine. What happened to your hand?”

Adriana lay on the bed, her frail body a little stiff from the anesthetic, only slightly tilting her head, looking at Peter’s hands wrapped in thick gauze and silver gray suit pants with splotches of blood, obviously wounded.

She asked weakly, “How did you get hurt?”

“It’s okay, I got it by accident.”

Peter withdrew his hand, his doting gaze fell on her face, sitting sideways on the edge of the hospital bed, his long, jade-like hand gently caressing her cheek, “It’s hard work, lie down for a while, don’t talk.”