Novel Name : It Was You

It Was You Chapter 679 You Are Awesome

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Somehow, at that moment, Cassandra felt a chill on her back and her hair stood on end.

Damn it!

Director Zhao glanced at Cassandra's arm and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "it's none of your

business. You go out first, and I'll take care of this patient."

Most of the time, some special patients would come to the hospital, some of whom had been informed

in advance, and some of whom had been notified temporarily. The doctor called Wang was not stupid.

He was used to these things, but he had never seen Director Zhao so nervous as if he was facing a

formidable enemy.

'Who is this patient?'

Wade didn't dare to think about it carefully. He thought that his attitude was good just now, and there

was nothing wrong. After flattering him for a while, he left.

With a smile on his face, Director Zhao rubbed his hands and said sincerely, "I'm really sorry. I don't

know you're Mr. Hugo's friend, Mr. Samuel. Please don't take it to heart. But your wound needs to be

dealt with properly. I think this gentleman... Could you please leave for a while? "

Mr. Hugo? Robert?

How did he know she was hurt?

And it was a trauma. Why should others avoid it?

Cassandra's eyelids trembled slightly. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, with two small blue

veins popping out on her forehead. She immediately looked at Johnny, "Johnny. I'm fine now. You and

Jack can go back first. My friend is here. I will be fine. "

Johnny stood there like a wood. Hearing this, he looked at Cassandra with a complicated expression,

forced a smile and said in a somewhat dry voice, "Well, okay. Call me if you need anything."

Cassandra nodded incessantly, "Okay, I won't see you off. Take care."

Johnny nodded, but he seemed to have a root under his feet. It took him a lot of effort to lift them up,

and he left the doctor's office in an inappropriate way.

It was not until Johnny went far that Director Zhao breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "I'm

sorry, Mr. Samuel, this... Mr. Hugo is here in person. I'll invite them in for you. "

Them...?

As soon as he finished his words, Robert came in with Martin and Carlos. Perhaps it was Cassandra's

illusion, she suddenly felt that the air around her was about to freeze.

"Mr. Hugo, look at this..." Director Zhao hurriedly said.

With his hands in his pockets, Robert still acted like a playboy. "Not bad. It's none of your business

here. You can leave now."

Zhao didn't dare to say anything more. He said a few polite words and left the office wisely. Before he

left, he closed the door considerately and ordered his subordinates not to get close to the room without

permission.

"Wow. I had thought that Martin was making a mountain out of a molehill, but I didn't expect that you're

really injured this time, and the wound was so deep and long. You're awesome, honey. " Robert walked

around Cassandra two times and said with a playful face.

Cassandra really wanted to slap him to death. 'Is there a night pot on your neck?' Martin looked terrible!

With a small medicine box in his hand, Kevin braced himself and said, "Well. Master, can I start now? "

The man, who had been standing aside silently, seemed to be covered with a layer of invisible frost on

his face. No one noticed that his back was tightened into a straight line, and his dark eyes were filled

with indescribable deep cruelty.

"Yes." replied Martin.

Robert was whistling loudly. Somehow, he had developed a weird hobby -- he was keen on seeing the

lovers fight with each other. It was better to break up.

"Hey, Martin, you can't protect her well. Look at the wound. If anything happens to Talbot, I will be

heartbroken. I'm afraid the wound won't scab in ten days, right? " Lying on the sofa, Robert looked like

a bitch. Then he even put on a coquettish smile and crossed the two slender legs.

Regardless of Carlos who was about to cry...

What the hell was wrong with him!

Speechless, Cassandra rolled her eyes at him. Out of the corner of her eye, she accidentally saw

Martin's pale fingers hanging on the side of his body. At that moment, her heart skipped a beat without

warning.

To be honest, she didn't expect what happened today. Who would have thought that Nadine would

suddenly go berserk and smash her with a vase? Fortunately, she reacted quickly, otherwise, she

wouldn't be waiting for the change of medicine here now.

"Ouch..."

Cassandra's attention was focused on Martin. As soon as Kevin touched her wound, she groaned out

of instinct. As soon as she heard this voice, she immediately regretted.

With a pale face and dark eyes, Martin tried his best to suppress his anger, which seemed to have

broken through the shackles and spread all over the room. The temperature in the room suddenly

dropped to the freezing point, and even Robert sensed that something was wrong.

Damn it!

Frowning slightly, Cassandra ground her teeth and reached out to Martin, regardless of the pain in her

hand. She said in an aggrieved voice, "Martin, can you come over? It hurts. "

Martin's anger faded away in an instant, and his pale lips pursed slightly. Finally, a glimmer of light

came into his deep and dark eyes. His reason told him that he was very angry and wanted to kill

someone now, but he was at a loss as soon as the girl opened her mouth.

Although he knew she did it on purpose, he still couldn't control himself.

"Now you know it hurts?" Martin asked.

Although he said so, he walked up to Cassandra. He had been standing aside just now, but in fact, he

didn't dare to go over. He was afraid that if he saw the wound on her hand clearly, he would completely

lose control. The gentle and upright appearance he pretended to be would come back to its original

form.

He had been forcing himself to suppress the gloomy and violent emotions in his body, making himself

look like a normal person who deserved her.

Cassandra reached out and held Martin's hand. When the girl's slender fingers touched his hand, she

found that his big hand was unusually cold, as if it had been soaked in the river water for a long time.

Fearing that she might be suspicious, Martin loosened his grip the moment she stretched out her hand,

but he couldn't control the temperature of his hand, so he was held by the girl. He was as cold as a

corpse that had returned from the hell. In an instant, it was as if there was a small flame burning, and

the flame quickly flew through his limbs.

Cassandra held his hand tighter and said in a low voice, "Why is your hand so cold? Did you wear too

little? What if you catch a cold? "

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