Chapter 484 Mr. Bright Deserves it

He took off his blue blazer and covered Nora, and then bent down to pick her up from the operating
bed.

The weak Nora was light in his strong arms and was like a feather which would be blown away at any
moment.

Alan carried Nora out of the operating room expressionlessly. The director arrived outside.

The director saw Alan holding Nora, "Mr. Alan, this is a misunderstanding."

"You should be glad that the child is still alive. Otherwise, I will make your hospital bankrupt to pay for
it!" Alan said fiercely and could not suppress his anger.

He couldn't imagine that if he had been late, he would have seen a mass of blood taken out of Nora's
body.

Luckily, he was here in time, or he couldn't forgive himself.

"What are you guys still standing there for? Hurry to take Mrs. Way to the ward and take good care of
her." The director's face turned red in embarrassment.

The nurse pushed the bed over and did not dare to look straight at Alan who was in the midst of his
rage, "Mr. Alan, please put Mrs. Way on the bed."

"No, I'll carry her over." Alan did not dare to let go of Nora at all, afraid that she would disappear.

With her in his arms, he felt that he was full.

"Then please come with me." The nurse led the way. Alan followed behind with Nora in his arms.



Rose looked at Alan's tall figure. She had never seen such a furious Alan. He was so different from the
casual one.

His care for Nora, his love for her, his tolerance for her... all shocked Rose deeply.

Alan was no longer the same man she saw before. He had grown up and knew what love was and how
to love someone.

Rose felt it was so good. But it was just a pity that this child was not his.

Their fate was disrupted by this little life. They might face more difficulties in the future.

Rose hoped that they could face and solve the problem together.

But was it really possible to solve such a difficult problem properly?

Rose walked behind and watched Alan carry Nora into the VIP room.

She didn't go in, but sat down on the bench outside, not wanting to disturb them.

This time should belong to Alan and Nora.

Rose sat there, leaned back, and felt upset.

She sat for a while, looking north.

A backlit figure was approaching from a distance, and gradually became clear.

A look of surprise flashed across her face. Rose thought she was hallucinating. She blinked, and the
man did not disappear, but became clearer. Then, he stopped in front of her.

She looked at Bright's distinctly outlined face, "Why are you... here?"



Bright sat next to her. His voice was familiar and nice, "Do you think you're dreaming?"

"Yes." Rose didn't expect Bright to be in the hospital. Shouldn't he be working at City J?

"I miss you. So, I come to see you." Bright reached out and took Rose into his arms.

But Rose frowned and let out a soft cry. Bright did not ignore her painful expression.

"Are you hurt?" Bright straightened her up and reached out to stroke her aching right shoulder, "What's
going on?"

"I was struck accidentally. I'm okay." Rose pulled his hand down.

She didn't dare to tell Bright that the injury on her shoulder was caused by hitting the wall when she
was pushed away by Alan.

Bright was protective of her and would not allow her to be bullied. So, he was sure to get back at Alan.

But Rose could understand that Alan acted rashly in that situation. In fact, she was glad that Alan cared
about Nora so much and really put her in his heart. So, it was worth it for her to suffer this injury.

"Why are you so careless?" Bright was worried and reached to take off her jacket, "Let me check your
shoulder."

"Here?" Rose was surprised.

Although there were few people going in and out of the VIP inpatient building and it was quiet, they
were on the public corridor.

"Yes." Bright nodded and continued.

Rose was unable to resist him. Soon, Bright saw the skin of her shoulder.



The skin of her round, fair shoulder was red and bruised, which was especially obvious on her snow-
white skin. Bright frowned deeply.

"Come with me to the doctor." Bright pulled her dress back and put her jacket back on.

"Don't worry. It will go away soon." Rose could see his concern.

"Looks like I can't let you go out alone from now on." Bright sighed.

"It really was an accident." Rose swore, "This will never happen again. You can't lock me in City J and
not allow me to go anywhere."

"I'm not locking you. You're going to stay at City J," Bright told her to behave herself.

"What's the difference?" Rose resented.

"One is passive and the other is active. I want to see how you behave." Bright took her hand, "It's either
that or see a doctor."

Rose then went to the doctor.

With Bright here, even if they could not register now, they had many ways to make appointment.

Rose went to see the doctor smoothly. The middle-aged male doctor looked at the trace on her snowy
skin, and then looked at Bright, "As a man, I understand you are impetuous and easily given to
passions. But you have to control yourself on some things. If you don't love your wife, no one will love
her for you."

Rose blushed after hearing what the doctor said, "Doctor, you misunderstood. I just hit the wall."



"Then it's domestic violence? This is even worse!" The doctor widened his eyes and glared at Bright
with displeasure, "There is only zero or countless domestic violence. It should never be tolerated!"

"No, no. It has nothing to do with him. I bumped it myself." Rose explained hurriedly.

"Alright." The doctor was relieved to hear this and said to Rose with a pleasant smile, "Girl, be more
careful in the future. It's okay you hit your shoulder. What if it's your face?"

"Doctor, I know. Thank you." Rose smiled lightly.

This doctor was so funny. He really cared about his patients.

After the examination, the doctor prescribed Rose some medicine for activating blood circulation and
removing stasis, and instructed Bright what to do.

Rose thanked the doctor, took Bright's hand, and left to get the medicine.

"Why didn't you defend yourself just now?" Rose asked him.

Bright put his palm over the back of her hand, "You married me. As your husband, I naturally should
take good care of you. If something happens to you, it is because that I did not take good care of you. It
is my fault and I do not need to defend myself."

"You..." Rose pursed her lips, "It's my own fault, not yours. Honey, you've done well enough. You're the
best husband in the world."

"Thanks Mrs. Lee for your praise." Bright said contentedly.

"Mr. Bright deserves it." Rose said.


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