Wrong marriage and sweet love (Joyce and Luther)
Chapter 602

"Hmm."

When they arrived at the ward, four doctors were already there.

Luther rushed to place Joyce on a special monitor bed.

"Leave this to us, please go out first." The nurse said politely.

Immediately afterwards, she pulled the curtain shut.

Luther and Juanita turned around and left the ICU.

No matter how worried they were, they could only watch as the glass doors of the ICU closed automatically.

Juanita's heart was pounding.

Her mind was blank, and her heart felt scared. She had never experienced such a thing before.

She glanced at Luther's hand and saw the blood. She could not help but shrill, "Boss, your hand... There is blood ..." Luther turned his palm over, and the shocking red stung his eyes like a needle.

Unconsciously, even his fingertips were trembling.

He dared not think of the consequences.

It was Joyce's blood. Juanita covered her lips, unable to speak, with crystal tears glistening in the corners of her eyes.

Gosh, what should they do if something really happened to Joyce...

"I'll get cleaned up. You go get some food and come back. There is a good congee stew nearby, and she loves seafood congee. No onion." Luther blurted out.

Just instantly, he froze. How did he know that she liked seafood congee? And no onion? It was as if such information was engraved deep in his memory, and it came naturally. "Okay, I'll be right there." Juanita quietly wiped away her tears.

Luckily Luther had been through a lot and he was still calm.

And he had been thinking that Joyce would be hungry after the emergency operation.

Luther's calm handling of the situation calmed her down as well.

She texted Karl as she headed out the door.

"Joyce has been admitted to the VIP CPU, and I will tell you whenever there is any news."

Karl returned in almost a split second.

"I got it."

Apparently, he had been waiting for this message all the time.

Luther then came to the lavatory and washed his hands. The slightly pinky water kept gurgling down. There was not much blood but enough to make him feel panic.

It was clear that her child was not related to him.

But why did he feel more flustered than ever?

What exactly was he afraid of? He didn't even understand it himself.

Leaving the lavatory, he paced anxiously in front of the ICU door. Occasionally he would look up and stared at the green light that lit up on the door. As the minutes ticked by, he got more and more nervous and his heart was pounding like crazy.

Juanita came back with the food and saw Luther walking back and forth anxiously with his arms wrapped around him.

She had never seen her boss as anxious.

"Boss, are you hungry? Why don't you eat something first?" Juanita handed Luther a sandwich.

Her boss was dressed so formally tonight, and she thought he was probably going to some banquet but called to the police station suddenly. Perhaps he also did not have dinner yet.

"I'm not hungry. Just put it aside."

Luther waved his hand in annoyance. He had no appetite. How could he possibly eat anything at this time?

Then they heard a "Ding".

At that moment, the green light above the VIP ICU suddenly went out.

The glass door slowly opened and a doctor stepped out.

Luther stepped forward and asked anxiously.

"Doctor, how is she doing?"