True Love Waits

Chapter 1408 I Like To Eat

Erica dissolved into tears. The pent up emotions in her heart seemed to find an outlet. Erica threw herself into her husband's arms and cried bitterly. Matthew took off his overcoat and wrapped it around her. He inhaled her scent and kissed her long hair gently. "Honey, don't cry," he said, trying to comfort her. 'You won't die without my permission!

If the King of Hell wants you, he'll have to defeat me first!' Matthew thought to himself.

Erica didn't say anything and kept crying.

They just stood by the river, holding each other tightly. The woman choked with sobs, while the man reassuring her.

Occasionally, when someone came near, they couldn't help but take a look at them. The sadness of the two people was replaced by warmth and happiness.

Ten minutes later, Matthew suddenly said, "You still have your test results with you? Let me see them again."

With swollen red eyes, Erica took out the crumpled piece of paper from her pocket and handed it to him.

Matthew straightened the paper out so he could read it. On top it said that it was the electronic endoscopy examination report of Y City First General Hospital. He was not in a hurry to read it. Instead, he asked her a question first, "Did they give you anesthetic before the exam?"

"Anesthetic?" The woman was confused.

"Yes!"

Erica thought for a while and answered, "No." They never gave her anything for the pain, nor did they sedate her. Nothing.

Matthew held her in his arms and asked in a trembling voice, "Silly girl, why didn't you opt for the anesthetic?" Usually, these kinds of procedures involve knocking the patient out using some sort of anesthetic.

A tube with a camera is inserted in the throat so the doctors can look around the stomach. It's generally painful even when sedated.

Erica didn't know what was going on. They never offered her anything. She hugged him and said sadly, "It doesn't matter. They'll have to use it when I go under the knife!"

Sighing silently, Matthew continued to read the results.

long paragraph in the middle consisting professional medical instructions. He could understand most of them. "Did the doctor say

his arms shook her head. "I was

the examination again. Do it right this time, ask questions. No matter what the result was, they would face it

and couldn't find a lifeline. Matthew suddenly raised his voice

atmosphere changed abruptly.

her head and looked at

a weird expression on his face. Erica couldn't describe

results in his hand, and then shifted his gaze to her

you out of your mind?" Who was she if she

When he opened his eyes again, he gritted his teeth and asked, "I'm out of my mind? I think that describes you better than me. How carefully did you

pecking rice. "I looked at every line. Why?" She kept reading the line "stage III

why did you cry after you'd checked it so carefully?" He really wanted to strangle the

I cry? Want me to laugh instead?" She suddenly let go

that happen?" Since when did she change

angry and she spat, "Are you insane?" How could he still tease her like that now

"You're not sick!"

rhetorical remark, so she retorted angrily, "Maybe not! But you are!

light. The exam report was all lit up. "Open your eyes wide and look carefully! You're not sick!" "Are you crazy? Stop it Matthew, please. I'm not in the mood." Hands on her hips,

round. He felt she was deliberately being obtuse. He put the report in front of her eyes, pointed at the name printed on the paper and gritted his teeth. "Check it out!"

the exam results and thought she finally got what he was trying to tell her.

These are not my test results!" She started laughing hysterically. She was so

Matthew asked her again calmly, "Look at the procedure. Did they

and took out her cell phone.

excitedly, holding Matthew in her arms. "They didn't do anything like that to me. These results aren't mine at all. I don't have

eyes. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and squeezed out, "Know what I think? I

wondered how she got

Look at you! You didn't care about me at all. And now you start flinging