Gluey Love Between Us novel Chapter 1295

"Eden." Victor looked at Eden's pale and weak face, and his heart ached badly.

Why did she get hurt all the time?

The doctor reminded him blandly aside, "The wound on her back is quite deep. Fortunately, her bones are not hurt, but she have lost too much blood. After she wakes up, she can go home to rest. But she has to come here to change fresh dressing and have an antiphlogistic injection everyday."

"Thank you, doctor!" Victor thanked the doctor with a straight face and then looked at Eden's pale face with distressed eyes.

After the doctor left, Victor followed the nurse to the ward.

Seeing that it was a double ward and there was another patient in it, Victor was displeased and asked Dean to apply for a VIP ward.

Victor's face was too horrible, so the nurse ran away in a hurry after sending Eden to the VIP ward and giving her an intravenous drip.

Myra stood at the door of the ward, not daring to walk in.

Dean continued deal with the unfinished work.

Since Eden was fine, he was relieved.

Victor covered Eden with a blanket and turned on the humidifier aside. When he turned around, he saw Myra standing at the door. Then he frowned slightly and walked towards her.

As Victor approached her, Myra could feel that rage bubbled just below the surface of his mind. Her body gradually tensed up, and she was at a loss.

She lowered her head and avoided Victor's indifferent and fierce eyes.

Victor snatched Eden's phone from her hand and said without any emotion in his voice, "You can go back. Eden doesn't need you to look after her." Eden would feel sadder when she saw Myra.

"Okay!" Myra knew that she shouldn't stay here.

She took one last look at Eden, turned around and left silently.

Victor turned around, walked back and sat by the bed.

His expression was very calm, and his eyes were brooding. However, the expression in his eyes was so helpless and painful.

The woman he loved with all his life was always in danger, which made him grieved and guilty.

He held her slightly cold hand with both hands and tried to warm her.

Her hand was small and soft. He liked to hold her hand.

He looked at her with deep affection, "Eden, why can't I protect you well all the time?" He said with self-blame, and his tone was very helpless and sorrowful.

No matter when, he would rather bear all the pain and harm for her than see her lying on the bed and not talking to him.

He glanced out of the window. The weather was nice that day, but it was getting colder and colder. The cold wind came in through the window. Victor felt cold and got up to close the window.