Healing my disabled husband novel Chapter 85

Aimee looked at the eggs that were fed to her, and for a moment, she was a little overwhelmed.

When Patrick saw that she didn't open her mouth, he said, "This is the first time since my accident that I've used a fork and not given me a face?"

Aimee immediately opened her mouth and bit into the egg, as if she was afraid Patrick would be unhappy.

Patrick took another piece of the egg, and only when he had fed the whole omelette to Aimee did Patrick take another one and stuff it into his mouth.

Aimee would have frowned at such a crude way of eating if someone else had done it.

However, Patrick did so with an inexplicable air of evil, as if fried eggs should be eaten in this way.

Aimee even looked a little out of focus.

Patrick swallowed the egg before asking, "What's wrong? Looking at me like that?"

Aimee came back to her senses and immediately cleared her throat and said, "What I prepared for you is the nutrition you need, and if you let me eat it, there won't be enough nutrition."

Patrick said, "So, if I eat one less fried egg, it will affect the treatment?"

Aimee shook her head and said, "That's not so much of a stretch, but you'll get hungry fast."

"I'll ask someone to prepare food for me when I'm hungry, and I won't treat myself badly." Patrick said.

Aimee thought it was the same thing, so she didn't bother with Patrick.

Even, picked up a slice of bread and ate it by itself.

Patrick, who was worried that he wouldn't get enough to eat, is now grabbing food with him, which is amusing and cute.

He pushed the glass of milk towards Aimee and said, "Don't just eat the bread, drink some milk."

Aimee grunted, swallowed the bread, which was indeed a little dry, and nonchalantly picked up the milk and drank it.

In this way, most of the breakfast prepared for Patrick went into Aimee's stomach.

After Aimee had eaten and drunk enough, she looked at Patrick with some embarrassment and said, "Why don't I go and prepare another one for you?"

"Aren't you in a hurry? Don't worry about me, I can eat anytime, but you, do you want to eat something else?" Patrick asked.

He still had some concerns that Aimee hadn't eaten enough.

Aimee wrinkled her brow and said, "Do you think that I can eat well?"

She hadn't even eaten with Patrick, so how could he tell she was a good eater?

Although, Aimee also knows that she may be eating a little more than other girls, but she looks so thin, how can not look like a can eat ah.

She is also a girl, naturally she will also care about these other people's opinion of her.

Can eat this thing, in this society now, can not be a too good description of it.

Patrick instantly understood the point at which Aimee was upset, coughed lightly, and said, "No, you look, like you've been abused."

Aimee, embarrassed, looked at Patrick speechlessly and said discontentedly, "That's not so exaggerated."

"I was worried that you'd be hungry with all the work and physical exertion and eating so little." Patrick said.

She is not like him, at home, when you want to eat, you can eat at any time.

He was not sure about Aimee's work status in the hospital, but he knew that the doctor was so busy that he wanted to split himself into several people, so hard, Patrick was heartbroken.

Aimee heard, heart nest a warm, then smiled again, said: "do not worry so much, I do things, I can do, and can afford to eat, do not worry about me la."

Patrick said, "Yeah, I'm not worried."

Aimee blinked her eyes, there was some confusion.

Is this the end?

You don't even want to have a little fun?

If you say you don't have to worry, you really don't have to worry?

This how, still makes her feel, a little bit lost.

Patrick pursed his lips and took in Aimee's little expression.

That's the effect he wanted.

Having had enough of Aimee's expression, Patrick straightened up and said, "Go get ready for work, I'll wait for you to come back."

Aimee responded, and went to work with a little depression.

All along the way, Aimee wondered what Patrick meant by this.

After arriving at the hospital, Aimee was startled by the sudden appearance of a figure before she reached the office.

She fixed her eyes and saw that it was Tony.

Aimee's face instantly turned cold, and she looked at Tony, who was looking at her with a browbeaten face, and said with little patience, "Something wrong?"

"Mr. Si, you haven't been to the Institute for a long time, and I miss you." Tony said.

This also has a little dragging two or eighty thousand look, just as close to the Aimee tongue out.

Aimee had some headaches and didn't understand how she got into such a mess.

She said, "What, do you miss my severe beatings?"

Tony immediately hit a jolt, thinking of the beatings he had suffered, could not help but shiver.

However, to learn more with Aimee, he is not afraid of those social beatings.

Tony said, "Mr. Si, the institute has not left new people for seven years, if this continues, there will be a shortage of young people."

"So what?" Aimee looked at him with amusement, what did this have to do with her, she was not from the Institute of Medical Research.

Tony said, "Why don't you go over and give them a tutorial, don't always discourage them."

Aimee was even more speechless.

She said, "Why should people who are not capable enough stay, instead of keeping those useless people, we should try to find new people."

Tony was choked to no words, he is always weak and weak in front of Aimee.

But what to do, he had already contacted the Institute last night, saying that he had met Mr. Si at Innisrial, and the Institute had given him a deadly order, no matter what, to convince Mr. Si to go over and give a lecture.

If they don't retain anyone this year, the Institute of Medical Research may really be on its way out.

Aimee didn't bother with Tony, looked at the time and said, "I'm very busy, don't bother me, besides, Patrick's illness, you don't need to interfere, hurry up and leave me."

Tony was on the verge of tears, his request hadn't even been made yet, and he was about to be kicked out by Aimee.

Now, how is he going to explain to the Institute.

However, he didn't have time to say anything more to Aimee, who had already left in stride.

Tony wanted to go after him, but the look in Aimee's eyes was too scary.

He really didn't dare.