Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 83

Patrick looked strangely at the old Hayden and finally couldn't resist asking, "Grandpa, aren't you ready to tell me why you picked Aimee?"

the old Hayden sniffed, but still mysteriously said: "I naturally have my reasons, you will know later."

Now, he wasn't going to tell Patrick , and really couldn't tell him.

Patrick is also helpless, bewildered by his grandfather's insistence, and does not understand what he is doing this for.

However, it does not matter.

Now more importantly, Patrick is very happy with it.

Whatever the reason, it turned out that Aimee was his wife, which gave him great pleasure.

The old Hayden looked at Patrick's expression and could probably feel it, he was really happy.

He couldn't help but ask, "Pat, if you like Aimee, you have to be nice to her, you can't bully her, you know."

Patrick looked at the old Hayden with amusement, speechless at his constant worry that he would bully Aimee.

He did think that when he really bullied Aimee, maybe the old Hayden would be happy to see it.

However, this kind of talk, there is no need to talk to the old Hayden, otherwise, he is really afraid that he is too much expectation.

After chatting with the old Hayden for a while, Patrick felt sleepy.

This kind of sleepiness felt very strange to him, not the sleepiness he felt because of lack of sleep, but rather a forced, compelled sleepiness.

Patrick inexplicably thought of a possibility that Aimee had done something inside the meal to make him so trapped.

However, he didn't even have a chance to figure it out before he was already yawning and just wanted to drift off to sleep.

When the old Hayden saw that Patrick was so sleepy that tears were welling up in the corners of his eyes, he said, "Pat, get some rest, and I won't bother you."

I don't know if yawning is contagious, the old Hayden also felt sleepy to the point of no return.

He felt very strange, he said he was already this old, long past the age of sleepiness, how now so sleep-deprived.

When Aimee came over and saw Patrick sleeping so nicely, she couldn't resist and reached over and pinched his nose.

"Now you can't move, see if you still dare to say those strange things to me." Aimee was so happy, she didn't feel guilty at all for bullying Patrick like this.

Anyway, she has already anticipated how Patrick will bully himself when he is well, so why not take advantage of it now to bully him?

With that in mind, Aimee couldn't help but get more mischievous.

She poked Patrick's face until it was red and then stopped.

Aimee was surprised to see how cute Patrick looked when he blushed.

Aimee took out her phone and took a picture of Patrick's face.

This is the evidence she left behind to prove that Patrick was so at her mercy.

Once she had had enough, Aimee returned to being a proper doctor and started treating Patrick.

The good thing is that today Patrick is almost in a coma and does not feel the pain level that strongly today.

Still, the sweat on his body was telling Aimee , how much he was hurting.

Aimee is also very distressed about this, except for Patrick to endure, she is no better way.

It's a good thing that Patrick has been exceptional in this regard.

He is in very good physical condition, being so tossed by her, are still able to withstand.

Aimee can't even help but wonder how fit he would have been if he hadn't had the accident.

It also made Aimee even more determined to cure Patrick.

It was almost dawn when Aimee sped up the flow of the medicine.

The intense pain irritated Patrick and finally woke him up with pain.

Patrick let out a muffled grunt for a moment, before reacting to what was going on.

"I was, last night, asleep?" Patrick asked.

He saw that it was already dawn outside and had guessed roughly what time it was.

Aimee leaned over and was relieved to see that he was still able to speak smoothly and said, "Yeah, I had to put you to sleep last night."

Otherwise, his body will not be able to take it.

Patrick quickly understood Aimee's intentions and his heart was warmed as he said, "Thank you, Aimee."

After being bullied and molested by Patrick yesterday, Aimee was a little uncomfortable with his serious look for a while.

She cleared her throat and said, "No need to thank me, I just did what I was supposed to do."

Despite this, Aimee is happy.

It is very helpful for her that the other person understands her intentions and, in addition, appreciates them.

Patrick wanted to say more to her, but his strength was weak at the moment.

Patrick recovered from the severe pain only after the medicine was finished.

He asked, "What did you do to me, last night? Why did I sleep so heavily."

He has felt that pain before, and knows that in that situation, he wants to fall asleep, is not an easy thing at all.

Aimee said, "I've put something in your soup, are you afraid?"

When she said this, her tone was especially like she had done something bad, with a few deliberate appearance, but did not know that at the moment, she was not at all intimidating.

Patrick was amused by her look and said cooperatively, "Scared, so scared, so, what did Dr. Read give me to eat?"

Aimee saw him smiling like this, so she knew he was coaxing herself.

Instantly, she had some discouragement down.

This guy, how can he be so good at tearing down the stage.

Aimee said, "It's just something that will make you fall asleep, and as for what it is, I won't tell you, lest you learn it and use it on me."

"So afraid I'll use it on you?" Patrick asked.

"That's for sure, don't you know I have a lot of little secrets? In case, you use them on me and take all my money, what will I do?" Aimee said.

Patrick came to interest, looking at Aimee with a profound gaze, said in a pensive manner: "You have given me a very good suggestion, I think, I can try."

"Why are you like this." Aimee smiled and wrinkled her brow in anger.

This guy, there is really such an intention can not.