Chapter 1473 I’s Friend
Feeling sick to her stomach again, I silently groaned as she clutched at her abdominal region. She
stayed in the bathroom and gritted her teeth in order not to make a sound. If Aron heard her, he would
be upset and she didn''t want him to be upset.
A long timeter, when she felt better, she stood up and heaved a sigh of relief. Then she flushed the
stink-pot and let out a groan.
She thought that Aron wouldn''t hear her over the sound of the flush, but right after she flushed, she
knew that she was wrong.
"Are you okay, I? Does it hurt again?"
Aron shouted anxiously as he knocked on the door.
I felt a small warmth rising in her chest, despite her suffering like this. Having Aron being concerned
for her was touching and it made her be able to stand the pain.
"No, I''m fine. Don''t worry," she managed to reply. All of a sudden, the pain in her stomach seemed
nothingpared to the love and concern that Aron had for her. She turned to wash her hands, wiped
the sweat off her face, and then turned to go out.
Aron was waiting outside the door; he took her in her arms as soon as it opened and helped her back
to bed.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked again, unable to bear the pain that he felt.
I shook her head and forced a smile. "No. You''re worrying too much. I''m fine. I''ll say if it hurts. You
know me."
"That''s right! You''ll cry even if you catch a cold. You hate hurting, and having pain." Aron gave her an
understanding smile. I was his girl, with everything that came with her.
I sighed quietly and looked out the window. "It''s getting bright. You''d better have some sleep before
going to work," she said.
"No, I''ll take the day off. I''ll stay here with you," Aron said.
"No, I can manage it myself. You can''t do anything even if you''re here. Don''t worry! The doctors can
take good care of me! People will me me for holding you back!" I told him. Her tone riddled with
seriousness and worry.
"No one will me you for that. I''ll stay here until you''re discharged. I don''t think I can devote myself to
my work when I know you''re alone in the hospital," Aron exined to her, and he did mean every word
of it.
"Please go to work. I won''t be alone. I''ll call Sheryl toe over," I said. "She''lle over as soon
as I call her. Please don''t worry about me anymore."
"No, that doesn''t sound like a good idea to me. Sheryl has a husband and two kids to attend to. And
besides, she needs to take care of herpany too. I believe there are a lot of things that can wait. I''m
the best choice here. Stop fighting this, and get some rest," Aron urged her.
"Then how about yourpany? There must be lots of things too!" I continued protesting.
"Just listen to me and get some rest. I can manage. Rx!" Aron said, raising a finger against his lips,
motioning her not to talk anymore.
"Fine," I muttered, resigning to him. Shey down on her back.
Their conversation was over now, and secretly, I knew that he was right, and she was d he won
the argument. But there was only a single bed in the room. She could sleep in her bed, but how about
Aron? Where would he sleep? Would he sleep on the floor?
It was a ward, but because they had arrived in thete hours of the night before, there were a limited
number of staff that could help them. So beside the one bed, I''s bed, there were only three chairs in
the ward. It wasn''t much, but Aron could make do.
"Get some rest now. I''ll sleep on a chair," Aron told her, pointing at the chairs across the ward from
them.
"It won''t befortable–too short and too hard to sleep on! Come on, we can sleep together here," I
said as she scooted over a bit to give Aron some room. She patted the spot next to her.
"No, it''s too small. You''re the patient. Don''t worry. I''ll be okay," Aron replied with a smile. Then he
leaned over to her and whispered into her ear, "Besides, it''ll be hard for me to fall asleep with you in my
arms, you know. We have plenty of time to sleep togetherter, after you get all better. I promise I''ll
hold you until you''re tired."
"Aha!" I eximed, pushing him away. Shey back down and then rolled over so that she wasn''t
facing him.
Aron smiled, chuckled, and shook his head slowly. He watched her for a while before going over to the
chairs. Taking two of them, he put them side by side, and attempted toy on them, but he found that
I was right. They were too narrow and he could only stay in one position on them; he couldn''t move
his feet or turn.
However, he was exhausted after the rough night before and he soon fell into a deep sleep.
When the room finally got quiet, I felt awful, hearing his regr breathing.
By this point in their rtionship, she knew that whenever Aron told her that he would do anything for
her, he never joked, and she was always so overwhelmed by his love and constant worrying and
unwavering support. I felt lucky, even blessed, to have him around.
I rolled over again to look at him sleeping contentedly and soundly. Soon, she also fell asleep, an
appreciative smile lingering on her lips.
She had such a sound and peaceful sleep and when she opened her eyes again, it waste morning
the next day.
She sat up and outstretched her arms, yawning. She looked over to the other side of the ward, but
found that Aron was no longer there. She was in the room alone.
She cocked her head, confused. ''Where is Aron? He said that he would stay here with me today, '' she
thought to herself.
The hospital had long started its day. People''s voices and footsteps drifted through to her ward from
time to time. Although she had a headache from herck of sleep, I decided to get up.
Maybe because she was refreshed after a couple of hours'' rest, or maybe it was because the smell of
disinfectant was easing her nerves, her stomach pains weren''t that strong.
"Morning! How are you doing?" Aron greeted cheerfully as he entered the room, a bento box in his
hands.
"Morning! Are you going to grab some breakfast?" I smiled at him and then began to slide off her
bed.
"You were still sleeping when I woke up. Look at you, I don''t think you got enough sleep. I think you
should sleep more," he told her worriedly.
"How do I look now? Do I look awful?" I asked upset. She cared a lot about how she looked. So
when he said that, she immediately went to her bag to get some of her makeup products.
"I''m just kidding! Rx! You look as pretty as a morning rose! Go and wash your hands. Let''s have
breakfast!" Aron stumbled over his words a bit, guilty for his poor word choice.
"That''s it! Don''t make fun of me anymore! It''s annoying!" I pouted. She rolled her eyes and let go of
her bag. She walked into the bathroom to wash her hands and face.
Aron couldn''t help butugh. He watched her go into the bathroom, shaking his head.
Clearly she valued her appearance more than anything else, so he had better stop joking around, or
else he would be in deep trouble.
He went to the small table in the room and ced the bento box on it. At the same time, a nurse came
in with a tray in her hands.
"Is this I Zhao''s ward?" the nurse asked, looking at thebel on the door.
Aron turned towards the door and smiled. The nurse was cute and kind-looking.
"Yes. She is in the bathroom right now. Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked politely.
"No, thank you. Good to meet you finally, Aron!" the nurse eximed. She put her tray on the bed table
and then reached out her hand toward Aron.
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"You know me? But I don''t think we know each other," Aron said surprisingly. He shook hands with the
nurse, wondering at the back of his mind who she could be. It seemed that she knew I.
"No, we didn''t. But I know I, and you''re her husband, right?"
The nurse smiled sweetly at him.
"Right, good to meet you! I''m Aron Gu, I''s husband. She''ll be here in a minute. May I have your
name?" Aron asked, figuring that he would get to know her since she was I''s friend.