During the surgery this time, Dylan Johnson is much more stressful. The surgery lasted more than two hours. Waiting for the operating room lights to go out, Frederick hurried to his feet. As soon as Dylan stepped outside, he saw Frederick Hall's worried expression. In a case like this, somehow Dylan Johnson found it funny.
The day finally came when Dylan saw Frederick Hall foolishly facing love. Dylan Johnson cleared his throat, hiding his smile, and said, “The surgery was a success. It's just minor surgery, Frederick. You're so nervous!"
Frederick Hall glared, coldly looking at Dylan Johnson. "You said at first that there was certainly no bad luck. Look at it now. Erwin had to go to the operating room because of an infection of his vocal cords.”
Frederick Hall's throat was a little tight. He couldn't blame Dylan Johnson in the end. Of course, any surgery has risks. Moreover, this surgery was successful beyond expectation. Only then did Erwin have an uncontrollable condition? Frederick sighed, rubbing his forehead dejectedly. "How's the surgery?"
Dylan Johnson nodded, about to tell Frederick Erwin's condition, when the stretcher carrying Erwin was pushed out. Frederick's eyes followed Erwin without leaving until Dylan Johnson tapped him on the shoulder, Frederick was startled to come to his senses. Frederick and Dylan Johnson followed Erwin into the ICU.
Dylan Johnson sighed: "It's okay, he'll get better soon!"
Frederick was not so subjective. He tiredly hoarsely, asked Dylan: "What about Erwin's vocal cords?"
Dylan paused a little but said firmly: "The results are still very positive. Erwin has not shown any weakness. The vocal cords are much better after surgery!”
Frederick breathed a sigh of relief. Now he felt extremely tired, both physically and mentally. Confirming with Dylan Johnson that Erwin Wilson could not go out immediately, he went to Erwin's hospital room to take a nap. This sleep Frederick slept very well until it was dark, Frederick woke up.
Today Maria did not receive the notice from the hospital, she still brought porridge to Erwin. But early in the morning, Maria went to the room and couldn't find anyone. She hurriedly asked the nurse to find out that Erwin was having surgery. Maria, afraid that something would happen to Erwin, called Mr. Hall. Unexpectedly, no one on the other side picked up the phone. Maria rushed to the emergency room. She saw the tired figure of Mr. Hall sitting in the waiting row.
She looked like that for a long time, not daring to step up. Maybe she shouldn't bother Mr. Hall right now, Maria thought. Sometimes, Maria thought, Mr. Hall and Mr. Wilson were only a thin layer of paper apart. As long as one of them breaks through that shady relationship, they will definitely become a genuine couple.
At noon, Maria came to deliver the meal again. Unexpectedly, Erwin Wilson was in the ICU, unable to eat. And Mr. Hall was fast asleep in Mr. Wilson's hospital bed. Maria put the lunch on the table and then returned quietly. Wait until Mr. Hall wakes up, you can eat and drink at any time.
When Frederick Hall regained consciousness, the room was dark, and the curtains were also drawn. Frederick rubbed his head and sighed. He did not expect that he would sleep so deeply, looking at the sky just at sunset. The door of the hospital room knocked, and it was Dylan Johnson who entered.
Dylan smiled, sat down on the sofa, faced Frederick, and said, "I didn't expect you to be so enthusiastic about your fiancé."
“I thought Erwin Wilson is just your nominal husband?” Dylan Johnson's voice was very mocking. He pursed his lips and smiled at Frederick like he was looking at an idiot.
Frederick Hall paid no attention. He stood up and coldly did not respond to the question asked by Dylan Johnson.
"How's Erwin?" Frederick's voice was still a little hoarse from just waking up.
And Dylan Johnson clicked his tongue, crossed his arms over his chest, and said, "It's settled. Probably, Erwin will wake up soon, because the anesthetic is about to wear off."
Frederick Hall heard that and nodded. He looked at the lunch box at the head of the bed and paused. These are the two servings Maria made, one for him, and one for Erwin. Frederick Hall took the box of food back into the microwave. Because it was at the hospital, Maria didn't make any fancy dishes, just a few sandwiches. Frederick called her and told her that she didn't need to bring any more food. Anyway, right now, Erwin also has to receive nutritional fluids, and he doesn't have a problem with eating.
Erwin felt his body floating in the air. He wanted to wake up but couldn't open his eyes. Erwin Wilson's whole body was like being crushed by a rock, tired and uncomfortable. That uncomfortable feeling Erwin had not felt for a long time. The last time he felt it was when Erwin had just moved out of the orphanage. At that time, Erwin rented a small house only about nine square meters.
The room was very small, so small that Erwin could hardly move his arms and legs. But that nine-square-meter room in a lavish city costs up to several hundred dongs. Erwin Wilson just wants to get all kinds of jobs. When he comes home, he just wants to lie down on his bed and take a nap.
But Erwin Wilson was also a human being, just a teenager of only sixteen years old. Erwin was exhausted, fell asleep, and couldn't wake up. If it wasn't for the homeowner feeling unusual and opening the door, perhaps Erwin Wilson could not have become a designer. At that time, Erwin Wilson had a fever so high that he lost consciousness.
Now Erwin Wilson is suffering from that feeling again. Weak to helpless, Erwin didn't like this. Erwin will subconsciously feel that he is too lonely.
Erwin Wilson found himself not in a hospital room, apparently in another room. For a fleeting second, Erwin thought he was back in his old world, waking up from the terrible accident.
But the appearance of Frederick made Erwin realize that was not the case. Frederick also realized that Erwin woke up. He remembered Dylan's words: this is Erwin's anesthetic. Around the night, the anesthetic will also wear off. At that time, Erwin will be very uncomfortable. Frederick smiled softly and whispered to Erwin: "You're awake, Erwin!"
Frederick was wearing sterile clothes right now, and he didn't look good at all, but Erwin Wilson liked Frederick's current appearance immensely. Suddenly Erwin's heart jumped. Erwin no longer thought of wanting to avoid Frederick, because he was a sick person now.
Patients have the right to relax!
Frederick's hand lightly touched Erwin Wilson's hair. That hair had not been washed for two days, and Erwin himself felt uncomfortable, but Frederick did not consider it so. He only lightly rubbed it, it took less than a second, but it left a warm feeling on Erwin's skin.
“It was so good.” Frederick's face was gentle, and there was a warm smile on his lips as if he wanted to warm Erwin's whole body. "I was scared, Erwin. Luckily, you finally woke up!”
This word is really shady. Erwin can also hear it. On the back of Erwin's hand, which still had a pin, he lifted it slightly as if he wanted to put his hand on Frederick's shoulder, comforting him.
"No, I'm still in nutritional fluids." Frederick hastily pressed his hand back, realizing that he must have been a little too pushy just now. He coughed. “The visiting time is almost over. Erwin, you have to stay here and observe for another twelve hours.”
Finally, Frederick bent down. Erwin Wilson had hallucinations, and Frederick seemed to want to kiss his forehead. But in reality, Frederick only helped Erwin to get rid of the sticky hair on his forehead. Frederick whispered softly in his ear, "I'll wait for you outside, Erwin!"
Waiting for the sterile room door to close, Erwin Wilson suddenly smiled. Perhaps tonight was just a dream. A person who always acted as cold as Frederick, Erwin, could not believe that there would be a moment when Frederick would be so gentle. Most likely, it was only because he was so tired that he had hallucinations.
After all, when people fall ill, people will very much look forward to having someone by their side.