21 Recover Faster

Emma Smith was very embarrassed.

But Liam Johnson was thick-skinned. He insisted on feeding her a full cup of water and then let go of Emma Smith to talk to the elders: "This Miss Smith was involved because of Mingzhu. It's our duty to take care of her."

Old Doctor Lin had a good temper: "So that's the case! The situation has changed so fast!"

After examining Emma Smith and confirming that there was no problem, he smiled and said: "With Shaoting's personal care, you should recover faster."

Emma Smith's face was burning hot!

Old Doctor Lin left with a smile.

Emma Smith took out her phone and wanted to call Aunt Mei. But Liam Johnson said: "I called to ask for leave for you and also told your aunt that you need to go on a business trip for a few days."

Emma Smith: "..."

Liam Johnson seemed not to sense her dissatisfaction and said lightly: "I asked my assistant to bring food over."

Emma Smith couldn't hold it in anymore.

She asked Liam Johnson: "You keep such a close watch on me. Are you afraid that I'll ruin your sister's happiness?"

Liam Johnson leaned against the bedside table, sending a WeChat message to his assistant. Hearing this, he chuckled.

"What is Miss Smith going to use to ruin it?"

"Your body? Or that ugly old relationship?"

"I thought Oliver Garcia had already made his choice. Miss Smith, is your reaction so slow?"

...

He was extremely good-looking, but his words were merciless. The little bit of good feeling Emma Smith had for him vanished completely.

She turned over, deliberately facing away from him.

Liam Johnson crossed his long legs and looked at the woman on the hospital bed, smiling faintly almost imperceptibly.

Seems to be angry!

*

About half an hour later, Liam Johnson's secretary brought dinner.

The little secretary saw Emma Smith and remembered seeing this lady before. She had been to the law firm once.

She thought it was a one-sided entanglement. But who knew that their boss cared about this person quite a lot. Personal care, using connections and all that, a full set.

The little secretary's eyes carried some ambiguity.

Emma Smith was in a bad mood and didn't think about this. She was indeed hungry. She thanked and opened the wooden lunch box.

It was easily digestible meat porridge, suitable for patients.

It smelled delicious!

Emma Smith felt a warm current in her heart. She felt Liam Johnson's thoughtfulness. Her temperament was originally soft and at this moment, she was moved and quickly lowered her head: "Mr. Johnson, thank you today!"

Liam Johnson didn't plan to have dinner with her.

He still crossed his long legs, dealing with affairs on his phone while saying casually: "Miss Smith, you're welcome! Anyway, I have my own purpose."

Emma Smith was blocked and paused for a moment.

She received his kindness and he was a powerful and influential figure. She was humble: "It's my small-mindedness to suspect a gentleman's motives."

Liam Johnson looked up at her.

Emma Smith let him look with good sense.

She vaguely knew in her heart that he liked her appearance and figure... Because his gaze carried more or less the feeling of love between a man and a woman.

Liam Johnson looked enough and slowly put away his phone: "Really?"

His aura was too strong. Emma Smith didn't dare to look at him anymore and pretended to drink the porridge: "Really."

Liam Johnson seemed satisfied and left with the secretary.

The ward quieted down.

Emma Smith lay alone on the hospital bed and felt that everything around was empty... She still felt uncomfortable and simply closed her eyes to sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already nine o'clock at night.

Because it was the VIP ward area, it was especially quiet at night. Only the rustling of leaves outside was accompanied by the chirping of insects and birds.

Emma Smith walked to the window and opened it.

There was a garden downstairs. The shade of the trees was thick, dotted with all kinds of flowers and plants, blooming beautifully in early summer.

Emma Smith suddenly wanted to go downstairs for a walk.

After a moment, she stepped on the soft green grass, smelling the fresh grass scent and feeling very comfortable.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. Everything was quiet.

When Emma Smith was planning and thinking about her dull future, a sweet and soft voice sounded: "Oliver Garcia, kiss me again..."