Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

The bed was soft. The head of the orthopedic department was not worried about Pierre banging his head when he fell.

Only after Pierre collapsed did the caretakers dare to approach and tidy up the mess on the bed. They changed the pillow and the sheets for Pierre, replacing them with new ones.

The head of the orthopedic department frowned as he looked at the sheets torn to shreds by Pierre.

Fortunately, Pierre could not get out of bed now. Otherwise, they would all be in trouble.

He was indeed ruthless.

"Sir, should we inform Dr. Park?" The nurse asked with concern. Pierre looked like he wanted to fight with Dr. Park just now!

"What should we say? What can we say?" The head of the orthopedic department asked twice in a row. "It was already unconventional for Dr. Park to perform the surgery on him at our hospital. Plus, I can tell that he did his best during the surgery. The patient's treatment was delayed for too long, and no immediate action was taken when he was injured. It wasn't easy to save the leg, and Dr. Park even saved his deteriorating nerves. He has done everything he could. It'll all be in vain even if Dr. Park comes and performs surgery on him again."

He knew it well because he was the assistant surgeon during the surgery.

Johann did not make any mistakes as he proceeded with each step according to standard procedure. The surgery was practically flawless.

It was unavoidable for Pierre's leg to be crippled. They were not gods, after all. Given the poor condition of Pierre's bones, the best outcome after the surgery was for him to be able to walk in the future.

The nurse felt speechless and had a throbbing pain in her head while she listened to him.

They did not inform Johann. They had no idea how Pierre would react when he woke up later.

Did they have to give him a tranquilizer every time he tried to make a scene?

He was not really insane. How could they possibly inject him with a tranquilizer every day? Besides, the Mallory family would not approve of such a way to calm him down.

The head of the orthopedic department had no other choice at the moment. He asked the nurse when he noticed her reddened forehead, "What hit you?"

The ward was a mess after Pierre threw everything on the floor.

The nurse pointed at the cup on the floor. "A plastic cup."

God it's not made of glass. Get an ice pack and apply it on your forehead," said the head of the orthopedic department. Pierre had calmed down now.

nurse had no choice but to leave

the orthopedic department said to the two caretakers who had caused trouble, "Both of

caretakers replied in unison. It was their carelessness that caused the trouble. Hence, it was their responsibility to clean it

station and walked into the lounge. She took a frozen ice pack out of the fridge and applied it on

over her forehead as the icy cold ice pack was applied on the reddened skin. The nurse grimaced

you accidentally hit your head or did someone hit

control and threw something at me," explained the nurse. She

that patient's temper really that bad? It's truly the epitome of bad luck

it

nurse asked again, "But who's that guy? Do you mind cluing me

she saw what happened to Pierre when he was

on the bed

one could

of the

a young nurse named Sunny were

nurse took the day shift, while Sunny took

who got hit by

a relative of the director of the hospital. He believed that his relative was more reliable than others. That was why he

was located in the patient's ward. Ordinary doctors and nurses were not allowed to be near that ward

by a username and password, which belonged to the

thought to herself that her forehead would be swollen tomorrow if she did not apply the ice pack long

her mind and pressed the ice pack against

toe, but Sunny persevered for the sake

orders. Are you trying to get me in trouble by asking me to reveal the

fine to tell me. You're the director's relative, after all.

to offend him. If I were to reveal it, not only will I get myself in trouble, but you'll also be in a mess of trouble too. Curiosity kills the cat. I'm

understood what

job if she found