Mr. Right, Spoil Me

Dr. Peter noticed that her expression changed suddenly and looked toward the direction she looked at.

But nothing was seen, just people coming and going in a hurry.

It seemed that a man was supporting a woman with his hands, but it also looked like that the woman was holding the man's arm and her head closely leaned on the man's chest.

The woman was in the hospital gown with long hair. She looked like a thin but weak grass, and even a wind could blow her down.

Then, the man took off his coat and covered it on that woman, helping her pull the coat tight and saying some words. The woman hugged him even more tightly. The woman smiled after hearing what the man had said.

At last, the man put one of his hands on the woman's shoulder and both of them left in the crowds.

Sarah pursed her mouth and she was at a daze. She thought that she should go over there and have a clear look at them.

"Sarah, who are you looking at?"

Dr. Peter's question made her thoughts back" Oh, a friend of mine. He said his friend was sick and in the hospital. I don't know if it is him."

"Oh, is that so?" said Dr. Peter with half-understanding. "Well, I can't receipt you," "There are still some surgeries waiting for me. You can go and see how your father is."

"Well, Dr. Peter, go ahead please."

After smilingly seeing off Dr. Peter, Sarah looked back.

That place was nobody.

Back to the ward, she got some warm water to wash for the people in the bed.

Usually it was caregiver who did this, but today she just wanted to wash his face by herself.

On the hospital bed, the patient's eyes closed quietly and gently, no difference from the dead person. Fortunately, He still had heartbeat.

She took a close look at the man, ah, sleeping for a year with white hair growing.

Holding a towel, she gently scrubbed along his brow and eyes.

She felt sad in a sudden.

"Dad, I'm married."

The sound gradually penetrated into a trace of suffocation, a repressive heart that was difficult to conceal, with the ultimate sense of helplessness.

"Andrew's family, you know? You used to ask me to marry a rich man and say life would be better. At that time, our family was so rich that I didn't think it was necessary to find a rich. It was so nice to have someone. I love, Yes, you are still right. In the emergent moment it was the rich saved you and me. Dad, I married, can you hear me?"

After half an hour of rambling around the closed eyes, Sarah emptied the basin of water. Her eyes turned red.

Then she left.

The cold wind blew into her mind. When she walked at the gate, she recalled that she had promised Mr. Andrew that she had to quit those jobs.

A cab was called and Sarah left the hospital.

It seemed to have known that she would leave, so the resignation procedure was very easy to finish.

Her personal stuff was also packed for her in advance.

Just got to the bar...

As she stepped into Waltz bar, the men's eyes fell on her like wolves.