Chapter 837 Have Stewed Chicken With Bettina

"What are you doing?" Suppressing his anger, Lenny almost roared out of his throat.

Didn't this man care about himself?

The wound had been torn like this, but he was still in the mood to hold an umbrella for him!

Damn!

Arthur was scolded, with an aggrieved look on his face. He stared at Lenny and said in a softer voice, "I'm afraid that you will get wet in the rain. You are so weak. What if you catch a cold?"

Blue veins stood out on Lenny's forehead. "Can you take care of yourself first so that I won't be worried?"

Arthur still wanted to say something, but Lenny had already grabbed the umbrella from his hand, put it away, and threw it on the back seat with a click. Then he closed the door and went around to the driver's seat.

Arthur didn't know why he was so angry, and he didn't dare to ask. He just stared at him with grievance. He wanted to apologize, but he was afraid that his words would make Lenny even angrier. After thinking for a long time, the eloquent Mr. Arthur couldn't say a word.

Lenny held the steering wheel tightly with both hands. He didn't know what he was angry for. Seeing that Arthur didn't take good care of his body, an unknown evil fire burst out from his heart like a volcano.

"Well, Lenny, my leg... It really hurts... " Said Arthur in a pitiful tone.

Lenny wanted to change the bandage for him, but the wound on his leg cracked and was still bleeding. If it was not properly treated, it would be easily infected, so he did not dare to move.

Hearing this, Lenny looked at his legs and said in a deep voice, "Lie down."

Arthur immediately lay down obediently. Lenny started the car. It was raining and the road was slippery. He was afraid that the sudden brake would hurt his leg, so he drove very slowly all the way. It was two hours later that he drove back slowly.

As soon as they returned to the hospital, Dr. Cheng saw that his wound was open. He wanted to say something, but when he saw that Lenny's face was as dark as coal, he swallowed the words

never come back.

"You can leave now," said Martin.

Kevin nodded and said, "Yes, I'm outside. If anything happens, just call me, Master. Besides, your wound hasn't recovered yet. You can't move too much. Be careful not to touch it, or you will be infected."

Martin nodded slightly and Kevin left.

There were only two people left in the empty room, Martin and Cassandra. Martin sat in front of the bed and quietly accompanied Cassandra. He was not good at comforting people, not to mention that at this time, no matter how much he comforted her, it was meaningless.

Cassandra had a high fever and was half awake. When she was asleep, she was basically having nightmares. No one knew what she was dreaming about, and her eyebrows were almost wrinkled.

Martin raised his hand to smooth the wrinkles between her eyebrows, and then held her hand. Cassandra seemed to feel his warmth, and her breath gradually calmed down.

She felt like she had a long dream. She kept running in the dream. It was dark around, but she couldn't run out. She was exhausted and her mind was blank. She just wanted to be immersed in that endless dream and never wake up.

Not knowing when, Carlos came in. He took a look at the unconscious Cassandra on the bed and said, "Master, I have found something about the thing you asked me to investigate before."