You Hit My Heart
Chapter 1604 Suddenly Bleeding

Chapter 1604 Suddenly Bleeding

The sunlight was dazzling. In the white hospital room, even with themisty curtains drawn, the fierce golden light from outside could still befelt.

Luther adapted for a moment to the light before he could see hissurroundings clearly.

White furniture, white sheets.

This was the hospital.

He moved, and a sharp pain came from his abdomen.

He couldn't help frowning and gritting his teeth.

His brain stagnated for a moment, as if it had broken off, his mindfuzzy. Where was he, and why was he injured?

However, it was just a moment.

Then memories surged up like the tide.

He remembered the final battle at the abandoned airport, fighting handto hand with Vance, accidentally injuring his abdomen.

Joyce was held hostage by Otis, and he was forced to take anunknown drug.

Afraid of losing his memory, he had carved letters on his wrist.

After that, Chris arrived, they subdued Otis together, and then hegradually lost consciousness due to excessive blood loss. The onlyimpression left was that Joyce had been holding him tightly, giving hisincreasingly cold body a little warmth.

Luther suddenly sat up in bed, ignoring the pain in his abdomen.

He pressed the power button to raise the bed, leaning against theheadboard. He hurriedly pulled up his left wrist sleeve.

The letters QR carved by the knife point, although cleaned with iodineby the doctor, were still there.

It wasn't a dream, it had really happened.

He put down his sleeve and breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, he remembered it all, no amnesia.

Apparently, the drug Otis gave him was not to cause memory loss.

He remembered Joyce, remembered Anderson, rememberedeverything.

At this time, the door of the ward was pushed open by the nurse.

The doctor walked in and asked when he saw Luther awake, "How didyou get up? Does the wound hurt? I stitched up about twenty stitchesand didn't give you a pain pump. I thought you could endure it."

Luther shook his head, “No pain, it's okay."

The nurse came over and helped Luther unplug the IV bottle. "Mr.Warner, the anti-inflammatory fluids have been hung and will be hungagain tomorrow."

Seeing fresh blood oozing from his abdominal wound, the nurseexclaimed in a low voice, "You used too much force when you got upand tore the wound. Let me treat the wound.”

"Wait, don't deal with the wound first.” Luther asked the doctor, "Mybody, are there any other abnormalities? Any signs of poisoning?"

The doctor shook his head, “The young marshal mentioned this too. Hesaid you took an unknown drug. After performing the surgery, Iarranged a full body examination for you, with full scans, and found noabnormalities. Your blood was fully tested before surgery and nothingabnormal was found. "

After a pause, the doctor took out his IPAD, turned it on, and said, "Ijust ordered another blood test and the results have been uploaded tothe system. Let me check.”

After reading the report, the doctor frowned, “Liver function, kidneyfunction, all normal. No problem. Mr. Warner, if you considerneurological drugs, do you feel fuzzy memory, numbness in your body?Or do you feel any discomfort yourself?"

Luther shook his head, "None at all.”

"That's strange. Could it be that what you took was just a placebo? Inany case, no drug components were detected in your blood.” Thedoctor concluded.

“I see.” Luther fell into thought.

Did Otis bluff with an ordinary fake pill when he was at his wit's end?Was it possible?

This possibility was not ruled out. After all, Otis was cunning andcapable of anything.

However, years ago, his grandmother Stephanie was given a speciallyformulated drug by the warlords’ internal, which led to respiratoryfailure, and no drugs were detected after the fact. That's why it was anunsolved case for many years.

But he was still alive now. Did that mean he was okay?

At this point, the nurse came forward, peeled off the gauze coveringLuther's wound, re-cleaned the bloodstains and covered it with newgauze. She warned, "Mr. Warner, you can get out of bed but be carefulnot to tear the wound."

"Okay." Luther replied.

After checking all the indicators, the doctor warned, "No food today.You can eat tomorrow. You can be discharged at the earliest tonight.You lost 2, 000 mL of blood, narrowly escaping death. After discharge,eat more nutritious food to replenish blood."

"As for the drug you were worried about, Mr. Warner, I have sentsomeone to culture the blood. I will inform you of the results. Also, thisafternoon I have arranged an electroencephalogram, nerve responsetest, and muscle response test for you."

Luther nodded slightly.

After explaining everything, the doctor left with the nurse.

After they left, Luther turned on the TV. The live broadcast on the newswas showing the Heath family warlords’ press conference. On TV,Ralph was bowing to the whole nation and apologizing.

Joyce stood by, dazzling in her military uniform, exquisite and peerlessfeatures, and outstanding temperament. Even he couldn't help but beattracted, unable to take his eyes off her.

No wonder he didn't see her by his side when he woke up. It turned outthat the warlords held an emergency press conference to spread publicopinion through the morning news as quickly as possible, calm thesituation immediately, and create good comments. It was indeed a wisemove.

Looking at Joyce's stunning beauty on the TV screen.

He smiled slightly.

Thank God, he hadn't forgotten her or everything they had beenthrough together. That was enough.

After the live broadcast ended.

Feet on the ground, he carefully got out of bed and walked step by stepinto the bathroom.

Due to excessive blood loss, the mirror showed a slightly palehandsome face.

He washed up, wiped himself down with a warm wet towel and cleanedhimself up.

The press conference should be over, he thought. Joyce would come tosee him as soon as possible, and bring Anderson. He hadn't seenAndres for too long. He missed Andres so much.

He looked at himself in the mirror.

Suddenly, two nosebleeds flowed down unexpectedly. Without warning,without notice, he didn't even realize it.

The fresh blood, drop by drop, fell into the white ceramic washbasin.Gorgeous as blooming plum blossoms.

Strange, why did he suddenly have a nosebleed?

He pinched the bridge of his nose and tilted his head back to stop thebleeding. Looking at the ceiling, he was stunned, a bad premonitionflashed through his mind. Was it related to the drug Otis gave him?Although it was eroding his body, there was no sign of it.

Faintly, not far away, Anderson's milk-sweet voice seemed to be heard."Which room is Daddy in? Is Daddy awake?"

Luther was startled. Joyce was bringing Anderson in.

He didn't want them to see him with a nosebleed, and didn't want Joyceto worry.

He hurriedly wiped the nosebleed clean, flushed the blood-stainedtissues down the toilet.

And quickly cleaned the washbasin.

Worried that there would be a bloody smell, he even turned on theventilation system.

After everything was done, the sound of the door opening came.