Bright stretched out his hand to hold the wall. Bill held him up and looked worried. "Mr. Lee, are you all
right? Would you like to have a check?"
"I'm fine." Bright steadied himself, "Don't make a fuss."
Bill was just worried about Bright's health. His health was related to the fate of the whole HY Group,
and the Lee family also needed him.
Francis Lee had already lost an excellent son, and he certainly did not want anything to happen to this
son. After all, he was the only one who could shoulder the heavy burden of HY Group and the Lee
family.
Stefan Lee was still in school, too young and inexperienced.
"I heard that Mr. Lee took 600CC of blood to save his daughter. This fatherly love is touching, but
health is also very important. When you go home, you must take good care of your heath and eat more
nutrient food." The doctor felt that Bright was a responsible father who would rather hurt himself than
seeing his child get hurt.
"Doctor, I'm all right. How's my daughter?" Bright held his breath, trying to ignore the dizziness.
The doctor began to talk about Doris, "Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital in time, and has gotten
the blood transfusion. The child is out of danger now. As for the wound on the forehead, it got a few
stitches, and it would get healed."
"Thank you, doctor." Bright said. "Would it leave a scar?"
"We sewed it with very fine threads, and there will be a small scar, but it is on the forehead, which the
bangs can cover it. Besides, the medical cosmetology now is so developed that it can be removed."
laughed the doctor.
"Good." Bright kept that in mind, "I will go to see my daughter now."
The doctor nodded. "Go ahead."
Bright did not ask Bill to help him, but insisted on walking to Doris's private room.
The nurse had checked her and covered her up. When the nurse saw Bright coming into the ward, she
was in a trance for a moment. She was shocked by Bright's handsome and charming look, but it was a
pity that such an attractive man had married and had a daughter at such age.
Although the nurse wanted to see Bright for longer, she still left the room, leaving the quiet room for
them.
Bright looked at Doris lying in the hospital bed with her eyes tightly closed. He could not see her smiling
eyes like grapes, nor could he hear her calling him "Daddy". Her face was as white as paper because
she had lost too much blood, just like a porcelain doll that would be broken at the touch.
"Mr. Lee, take a seat." Bill moved the chair behind Bright.
Bright sat down but never took his eyes off Doris.
Bill was standing behind him all the time. Masie handed Bill the nutrient porridge she bought.
"Mr. Lee, you took a lot of blood just now. Have some food."
"I don't want to eat it." Bright was so preoccupied with Doris that he couldn't eat until he saw her wake
up.
"You can't stand it. Who's going to take care of Doris if you fall ill?" Bill had to use Doris to lure Bright
into eating.
Bright looked back and looked at the bowl of porridge in Bill's hand. He didn't have much appetite and
said, "Put it down now. I'll eat it later."
"Mr. Lee..."
"Do I listen to you or you listen to me?" Bright glared at the talkative Bill.
Bill hung his head slightly and looked grave. "Mr. Lee, I'm really worried about you."
"All right, I'll eat it." Bright understood Bill's kindness, "I really have no appetite now. I'll eat when I'm
hungry."
Bill then put the porridge on the bedside.
"Secretary Masie." Bright called Masie. She stepped forward and asked, "What do you need, Mr. Lee?"
"Who did you ask to look after Doris, and why did she get hurt?" Bright wanted to find out what had
happened.
"I asked Jessie from the Secretary Department to take care of her. She said she had visited Doris from
time to time, but she had a stomachache and went to the toilet for a short time... and then it happened."
Masie explained the situation simply, "Mr. Lee, I'm sorry, but it was my negligence that let the little lady
get hurt. I will accept punishment."
"We'll talk about it when Doris wakes up." Bright wanted to ask Doris about the situation before making
a decision. "You can go back."
"Mr. Lee, let me stay with you, so that I can take care of you. And I can also run errands." Bill wanted to
take care of Bright because he had just lost so much blood that he was weak now. If there was
anything wrong with Bright, he would feel guilty.
"I'll stay, too." Masie said.
"Bill would stay. You can go back." Bright reached out to hold Doris's hand, and then the phone rang.
Bright pulled out his cell phone and saw it was Lina calling. He then remembered that he would treat
her for dinner tonight.
When Doris got hurt, he'd forgotten all about it.
"Brother Bright..." Lina called to him sweetly. "Did you forget to invite me to dinner?"
"Lina, I'm a little busy right now, so I have to take a rain check." Bright had to change the time.
"What? What's the matter? Can I help you?" Lina asked kindly. Actually, she knew it was because of
Doris.
"Doris is injured and in the hospital. I have to be there with her." Bright told the truth and got upset.
"Doris got hurt? Wasn't she fine when I left? How could she get hurt? Is it serious? How's she now?"
Lina asked a lot of questions.
"I don't know how she was hurt, but she's out of danger now, though she's still in a coma. I'll ask her
what happened when she wakes up. You don't need to worry." Bright softly sighed.
Lina, of course, was worried. She had a guilty conscience, "I'm relieved that she is out of danger now.
Zoe and I will come to the hospital immediately."
"You don't need to come. Doris needs peace and quiet. I'll just stay with her." Bright refused Lina to
come here, "You can have dinner with Zoe. I will treat you to dinner next time."
"Doris is hurt and needs your company now. Take me to dinner any day. Zoe and I will go to the hotel
first," Lina said, pretending to be reasonable, "Don't worry about it too much."
"Good. Take care." Bright then hung up the phone.
Lina then felt relieved. Zoe beside her quickly asked, "Lina, what did my brother say? Does he know I
pushed Doris over?"
"Remember you didn't push Doris." Lina said to her, hoping she would self-hypnotize.
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