Very soon, the doctor and nurse ca over with equipnt.
The door was closed, cutting off the sound inside and outside.
Charlotte Smith stood in front of Edward Stephens, looking at the distinct profile of the man, unsure of what to say for a mont.
She was left by Robert Stephens to monitor them, this fact, Edward was probably well aware of too.
"Miss Ginger..."
"She just woke up not long ago," as if knowing what she was about to say, the man leaned against the wall, and said lightly.
"..." Charlotte didn’t speak, but couldn’t help feeling a bit inexplicably happy in her heart, because of this brief mont of tacit understanding.
Edward no longer paid attention to her, he quietly lit a cigarette, took a silent puff, waiting for the doctor and nurse to co out.
Charlotte saw him silent, didn’t dare to say anything either, stood guard on the side, slling the faint scent of smoke in the air, her mind slowly settling down.
Beside Edward, she could always feel an indescribable sense of security...
Half an hour later, the door finally opened.
The doctor ca out, and said in English to Edward, "Miss Ginger is currently not in serious condition, but she cannot eat today, at the latest tomorrow she can have so broth."
Edward nodded; he knew these taboos from the start, which is why he only fed Daisy a sip of warm water to moisten her lips.
"If there are any issues, ring the bell to contact the nurse, we will arrive promptly."
The doctor said one last thing and left.
It seems that Daisy’s jump from the building this ti did not cause too much physical damage, the grass cushioned her fall well against the ground.
Charlotte looked at Edward’s expression and said, "Second Young Master, you haven’t rested for a day and a night, I can watch over here, you..."
Edward ignored her, directly reached out and pushed her aside, and went directly into the room.
In the ward, Daisy was still awake, seeing Edward coming in, she slowly opened her eyes.
The man walked over, sat in front of her, and gazed down at her face.
Their eyes t after a night’s separation; their emotions seed quite subdued.
Edward Stephens: "As you wished, our child is gone."
Daisy looked at him, her eyes showing no fluctuation.
"Have you ever thought, when you jumped down, if the position was slightly off, you might not be opening your eyes to look at now?"
"..." She said nothing, just looked at him calmly.
In her eyes, Edward read her answer.
He slowly moved his gaze away, and said flatly, "It doesn’t co to that, Daisy."
"You’re still so young, about the future, no one can predict what will happen, there’s no need to seek death over a small issue."
"This ti, it’s my fault, I shouldn’t have forced you."
"Let’s live well in the future, if you don’t want a child, then we won’t have one." He looked at her, his tone calm and gentle, "When you want one in the future, we’ll have one then. Is that okay?"
Daisy slowly lowered her eyelids, as if sowhat exhausted, she closed her eyes.
The man sat beside her, his gaze remained on her face for a long ti, then he tenderly retracted it, reaching out to gently touch her pale and delicate face.
*
Edward Stephens walked out of the ward.
Charlotte Smith was sitting on a bench in a daze; seeing him co out, she imdiately stood up: "Second Young Master."
"I’m going to the company." Edward said lightly, "Stay here and watch her for ."
He was in Robert Stephens’ hands, since he personally ca to warn, Daisy is so weak now, can’t endure any disruptions, it’s better to listen for now.
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