7

"When did you get hurt? Why didn't you tell me?" she asked anxiously.

"What's the use of telling you?" I answered coldly. I didn't want to waste time talking to Luna, but she held my hand and wouldn't let me go. "Doctor Ming, please don't waste my time. I'm almost out of appointment." I pulled my hand back and walked past Luna into the clinic.

The doctor diagnosed that I had injured the nerves in my arm, and there was a high probability that I would have sequelae, and I would have difficulty holding things in the future. After hearing this result, I was distracted when I followed the nurse to treat the wound. If this sequelae is not cured for a lifetime, it will have some impact on me.

A slender white figure stood in front of me. I looked up and it was Luna again. She looked at my wound with a serious expression. "How did you get hurt like this ?" she asked. I put on my clothes and replied calmly, "I got hurt in the riot." But she was furious and said, "Why didn't you tell me? I'm your wife!"

I looked at her in confusion. Is that so? She even knew she had a husband. In the past, I wanted to tell Luna about all the grievances I encountered, but she thought I was annoying and nosy and told me to handle it myself. Now she wants to listen, but I don't want to talk anymore.

"Ethan Brown, you're still mad at me at this time?" she said, trying to lighten the mood.

"Doctor Ming, it's your working hours now. Your patients should be waiting for you." I ignored the shock in her eyes and was about to leave after treating the wound, but she stopped me with her hand.

"Then wait for me to take a leave, and we can go home together, okay?" she asked.

I simply ignored her request and waved her hand away impatiently. " Luna , are you annoying?" My hand paused in the air, because she always said such impatient words to me.

"Ethan Brown, can I come home after get off work to check on your wound?" she asked again. But I didn't want to hear anything else from her.