My dear lawyer

Chapter 348 Call Him Uncle William

When William was pushed out of the operation room, the hallway was empty.

“Where is she? “ William clenched his teeth and said

The doctor and the nurse looked at each other and didn’t know what to say. They didn’t know Miss

Vivian’s whereabouts. But they could saw William’s face darkened. Therefore the doctor immediately

glimpsed the nurse, “Go and ask!” Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Yes sir.” Then the nurse went downstairs.

A smile rose from the doctor’s chubby face when one can hardly see his eyes. He said with an

adulatory tone, “Mr. William, take it easy, we will figure out where Miss Vivian is right away.

William snorted and said nothing.

The nurse was quite clever and quickly asked for information, panting and running over, "Doctor,

doctor, Miss Vi......."

The doctor raised his hand and pointed at William, “What are you telling me for. Told Mr. William.” The

doctor deemed that the nurse is not that smart. Couldn’t she tell it was William who wanted to know the

answer?

Hearing that, the nurse turned to William and said, “Miss Vivian went to the ICU. It seemed her child

was awake.”

Roe was awake! No wonder she ran away faster than a rabbit. It was clearly out of love.

William definitely did not admit that he was jealous of his own son, “Take me over there.” William said.

“Yes, Mr. William” The doctor held on to the handle of the wheelchair and pushed him to the ICU;

Roe was transferred from ICU to an ordinary ward. When Vivian saw Roe open his eyes and looked at

her, she couldn’t help but cry tears of joy. She held Roe’s hands tightly and not daring to let go, fearing

that he would close his eyes in a blink of an eye.

“Roe, how are you feeling? Do you feel uncomfortable?”

Although the doctor told her Roe was out of danger, she dared not to let down her guard. She was

totally freaked out by things happened to Roe recently.

Roe looked a little pale and feeble, but he was in good spirit. Roe hadn’t woken up for two days, and

was hanging on to the nutrient fluids. His mouth was dry and almost on fire.

He said in a hoarse and tender voice, “Mommy, I would like some water.”

“Okay, wait a minute. Mommy will pour a glass of water for you.” Fortunately, she was in the habit of

boiling water and got it ready at any time. Seeing her son wake up, she totally forgot that her feet were

injured.

As Roe lay on the hospital bed, seeing Vivian’s busy figure, his heart was filled with peace and

calmness.

It was good to see her mother when he woke up. Did Daddy know he was in hospital?

Forget it. Where was he? If Daddy knew his existence, he would fight with Mommy for him.

“Roe, just wait a minute. Mommy is going to raise your bed.” Vivian noticed that it was inconvenient for

Roe to drink water while he was lying on the bed. So she took Roe’s cup with one hand, and rolled the

handle with the other.

Roe had enough sleep on the bed. It was comfortable for him to sit for a while.

After lying down for two days, Roe had enough rest and was more comfortable to lean on for a while.

Vivian put a straw into Roe’s cup and handed it to his mouth. Roe drunk in such a haste that Vivian

said to him in a warm voice, “Don’t rush, Roe. Don’t drink too fast.

“Uh-huh.” Roe answered vaguely, not daring to drink too fast. He was really too thirsty. The feeling of

boiled water moistening his throat made his whole body relax.

After Roe finished his drinking, Vivian took away his cup. Looking at his cozy little face, Vivian couldn’t

help but raise the corners of her mouth, “You must be hungry. Mommy will buy you some porridge.”

Roe had just woken up and couldn't eat anything too fatty, so he could just eat some porridge for now.

The nutritious food would be allowed only after the observation period.

“Mommy, I am not hungry. Would you stay with me for a little longer?” A silk child was more emotionally

vulnerable than usual, so as Roe. All Roe wanted was that Vivian could stay with him. He would be

panic if he couldn’t see her.

Vivian glanced at the miserable look in his eyes. Two days in coma made Roe’s little cute chubby face

smaller, his jaw more visible and his round eyes seemed bigger.

“Okay, Mommy will stay with you.” Vivian could only do what his son wanted her to. She sat on the side

of his bed and raised her hand to gently caress his cheek, shredded hair and his ears. Such touching

was never enough.

Seeing his body intubated and stuck with lines connected with machine all over, she was totally freaked

out. She was unable to sleep all nights. If it was not for the doctor and John who exhorted her to sleep,

she might have collapsed.

Fortunately, she listened to John’s advice.

Thinking of John, Vivian said, “Roe, Mommy wanted to send a message to your Uncle John and Aunt

Selina.”

“Mommy, could you please do that tomorrow?” Roe blinked his eyes and dares not to look at Vivian’s

eyes. He said in a low voice, “Uncle John and Aunt Selina must be busy now.”

Vivian knew what Roe was thinking about. After all, Roe was her son. She looked at him with softer

eyes, touched his forehead and said, “Okay.”

“Mm-hmm” Roe’s happy eyes were squinted in the shape of a crescent moon.

While they were enjoying a rare moment of closeness and warmth, a group of un-invited visitors

suddenly came into the room.

William was pushed in with a gloomy face. When he saw the little Roe blinking his big eyes on the bed,

the coldness on his face was withdrawn. William waved his hand to the people behind, implying they

can leave them alone.

Vivian saw a trace of embarrassment on William’s face. She totally forgot ‘the Demon King’. When she

saw him being sent over by so many people, there should be no big problem, right?

“Vivian, you have lots of guts...” William gave her a fake smile.

How dared she to leave him alone at the operation room.

Vivian was a bit guilty. But compared with Roe, William was less important.

She couldn’t think of any good reason to deal with William’s accusation yet.

The little boy on the bed looked at his father and mother back and forth for several times with those

innocent and pure eyes. Roe thought, ‘Is that man my father? Should I admit that I already know he is

my father? Last time I went to see him, and was caught by Mommy. But my father didn’t know who I

was then. So now I’d better pretend not knowing who he is.

“Mommy, who is this dark-faced Uncle?”

“........” William though, “Dark-faced Uncle? They had already met several times. Good boy! How good

he was at telling lies.

Vivian coughed to hide her urge to laugh, and said, “Roe, behave good. Call him Uncle

William.”