Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

The ward was plain white, and Blanca couldn’t bear to see Matthew lying on the bed.

It was already dark outside. Matthew’s face was pale, and there was a needle in his arm for the IV drip. Even though he was asleep, his eyes still frowned.

“Matthew, are you out of your mind? You know that you weren’t feeling well. Why did you still drink so much? Was your health a joke to you?”

Blanca looked at Matthew, complaining.

But at the moment, Matthew couldn’t hear anything she had just said…

Blanca sighed, turned around lightly, and walked towards the doctor’s office. It was late at night, there were not as many doctors on duty. After finishing treating Matthew, the doctor got called away immediately by a family member of another emergent patient.

“What was going on? Are you a family member of the patient? He had just been discharged from the hospital recovering from gastroenteritis. Do you know that it could be fatal drinking alcohol like he had?”

The doctor had just finished dealing with the family of the other patient and met Blanca in the hallway. He couldn’t help but complain about Blanca when he saw her.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

He was a young doctor who was also new at the hospital. He didn’t know much about Matthew and Blanca, let alone who they were.

Seeing Blanca at this moment, the doctor somehow got upset at her, “Do you know how to be a good wife? I saw that he was wearing famous designer brands, so I assume you two live a good life. But how could you let it happen – You can’t just let your husband go mingle and get drunk like that. Or… Were you two on a fight?”

“Ahem… Doctor, how is he?”

Blanca was slightly embarrassed. She also knew that it was her fault, but she was more worried about Matthew. The doctor saw that Blanca had a good attitude in admitting her mistake, so he simply explained to her about Matthew’s condition.

Matthew hadn’t completely recovered from the previous gastroenteritis, and now he drank alcohol again – he would have to rest in bed for another half of a month.

When Blanca heard this, she felt guilty.

“Mrs. Grant, where is Mr. Grant? I heard he had been hospitalized again. What was wrong?” Blanca suddenly noticed there was someone in the hallway running towards her – it was Curtis.

Curtis’s suit was buttons-off. He came here in quite a hurry.

Matthew and Curtis were supposed to meet Charles White. But Curtis returned to the company to handle an urgent matter halfway. Matthew getting hospitalized was definitely beyond Curtis’s expectations.

It freaked out Curtis, to be honest.

“Matthew’s in the ward. I am sorry.” Blanca knew Matthew was more than just Curtis’s superior – they were friends besides work.

Seeing Curtis’s anxious look, Blanca felt so sorry inside her heart.

Curtis checked with the doctor again about Matthew’s condition, and afterward, he comforted Blanca. Just as Curtis had gone out, Blanca received a call from Peter, “Is he dead?”

“Peter!”

Blanca yelled at the phone.

It was way out of line for Peter to say something as insensitive and cruel as it.

Blanca’s eyes got watery at the moment. She knew Peter didn’t mean to sound rude. He was warm-hearted underneath a cold manner – he was calling to check on them. Blanca told Peter everything the doctor had told her.

As soon as Blanca hung up the call, suddenly there was a loud noise outside the door. Blanca listened carefully and it sounded like Curtis was speaking with someone. Blanca closed the door behind her on the way out, only to find that it was Louise yelling outside the ward.

“Curtis, why didn’t you let me in. I’m Matthew’s younger sister, I am also part of the Grant family. Why didn’t you let me see my brother?”

“Matthew! Matthew, are you okay?”

“Matthew!”

Louise didn’t seem to want to stop yelling.