The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

The guard of the old house didn’t get permission and still didn’t dare to let Randy in.

Randy stopped arguing with the guard when he saw Hailie and Rodolfo getting out of the car.

With Rodolfo present, of course the guard dared not open the door.

But this is a private house after all, no matter who comes here, they have to go through the owner’s permission before they can enter.

While waiting, Randy tensed his face and called Lindsey directly.

When the phone was answered, a pleasant laugh came to her ear before she heard Lindsey’s voice. “Young Master Gregor is something wrong?”

“I’m outside your house.” Randy suppressed his anger. “The guard won’t let me in.”

At this end, Lindsey looked at Karen beside her, took the phone away a little, lowered her voice and asked, “The one at your house is outside the door, do you want to meet, it’s the New Year.”

Karen looked down and pondered for a moment, pursed her lips and reluctantly agreed.

Lindsey shrugged and brought the phone back, smiling lightly and said, “I’ll let the guards know right away.”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

The call ended just as the guard on duty came in, saying that Rodolfo and Hailie were also here, asking if they would be released.

When Lindsey heard that Hailie was also here, her face immediately became a bit unpleasant.

She thought Hailie was called by Randy and almost didn’t want to let them in. Considering that Rodolfo was also here, and that he was a teacher at Bruce’s military school, there was no reason not to see him.

Taking a deep breath, she reluctantly smiled at the guard and said, “Let them all in.”

The guard nodded slightly, followed by turning around and striding out of the courtyard.

Lindsey lost her appetite all of a sudden, holding her chopsticks and looking sadly at the table full of sumptuous dishes.

This Hailie, really knows how to act according to the opportunity. She had no friends to visit, no relatives to meet, no girlfriends to talk to privately …

But it doesn’t matter what she thinks anymore, since Hailie is here, she must have her reasons.

Rodolfo came only after dinner, entered the courtyard, looked at the table full of people, slightly uncomfortable.

It is right to be uncomfortable. A table full of young people, and all friends, dinner is set directly in the living room table, there is no priority.

Bruce remembered him well, noticed his difference and immediately invited him to the study.

Each sat down, Bruce ordered logistics to serve a cup of tea, and looked at him in disbelief. “Teacher, why did you suddenly come over?”

Rodolfo saw that his head was still wrapped in gauze and his cheeks were very thin, so he didn’t answer his question directly, but was concerned: “How is it, how is your recovery?”

“At present, I can’t see if there is any problem” Bruce raised his eyes, lightly met his gaze, and asked again, “Teacher has something, you might as well say it directly.”

“It’s nothing really, it just so happens that Hailie went to pay me a visit and talked about your injury, so I came to take a look.” Rodolfo took a sip of tea with a light smile on his face, “Hailie is very concerned about you.”

“I know.” Bruce’s head started to hurt again and his expression stiffened as he blurted out. “I’m married.”

Rodolfo’s face changed and he explained awkwardly, “I didn’t come to speak for her, I just came to see you out of gratitude to Old Mr. Grant.”

It seemed that he had to let go of Kayden.

Bruce hurt like this, have not forgotten Lindsey, continue to try to continue, it is possible to make a big thing.

Old Mr. Grant has retired, but Admiral Grant has not yet quit, his old men have not yet retired, there is no more room to turn the matter around.

“I know, I appreciate this feeling of the teacher.” Bruce rubbed his brow, big drops of cold sweat, dripping down his temples. “I’m a little uncomfortable, you …”

Before Bruce could finish his sentence, he passed out from the pain.

Rodolfo was alarmed and immediately got up and went out of the study to call for help.

Lindsey heard that Bruce had fainted again, and with a stern look at Hailie, got up at the same time as Cary and Hector and ran in the direction of the study.

Charlotte, who had to take care of the children, saw the situation and nudged Mack, asking him to go over and take a look as well.

In a few moments, almost all the men at the table went into the study.

Everyone carried Bruce to the treatment room, leaving Karen and Lindsey behind, and retreated in silence.

Hailie didn’t expect things to turn out this way, and felt the hostile stares coming from all directions, and was secretly sad.

She really just wanted to see Bruce and didn’t say anything she shouldn’t have said.

Inside the therapy room.

Lindsey and Karen split their time, one checking his pulse and the other taking Bruce’s temperature.

After a few minutes, Dr. Hunter came over in a hurry, diagnosed and immediately ordered his assistant to arrange for an ambulance to be prepared.

“Dr. Hunter, he’s not doing so well.” Lindsey withdrew her hand and looked at Bruce on the bed with a deathly grimace. “You must save him.”

Dr. Hunter nodded gently, briefly gave him some first aid measures, went out to greet Cary and Hector, and carried Bruce to the ambulance.

The sudden change of events caused the atmosphere to chill, and everyone looked at each other and followed them out of the side yard.

When they reached the front yard, Lindsey stopped and turned back to Charlotte with a bitter smile and said, “Sis, it’s too cold outside, you take the kids back inside first, Bruce will be fine.”

After that, she waved her hand at Larissa and others and bent down to sit in the car.

Bruce suddenly fainted on the New Year’s Eve, and the situation was clearly not good, Charlotte did not feel at ease.

Waiting for the car to leave the gate, Charlotte turned around and apologized to Rodolfo to explain. “Professor Lee, today is not coincidental, when Bruce wakes up, I will let him visit in person.”

Rodolfo waved his hand, glanced at Hailie, greeted his guards to drive, and also followed him to the hospital.

He had gone, how could the others not go.

Bruce’s situation was much more serious than everyone expected, the initial surgery only removed the shrapnel, post-operative recovery appears to be good, in fact, some bleeding areas, bruising has not been able to self absorption.

Lindsey saw the CT results and the blood instantly receded from her face.

This situation is very common, most patients do not have complications after surgery, Bruce is one of those few, plus his blood type is special, at this time again, the problem, I am afraid the gods can not save!

Resuscitation was carried out until 9:00 at night, Bruce still could not come out of the resuscitation room, Old Mr. Grant, who received the news, once he heard about Bruce’s situation, his face was gloomy and frightening at that time.

After staying up until ten o’clock, Bruce was finally pushed out, and Lindsey and Old Mr. Grant were invited to the office by the attending doctor.

Old Mr. Grant looked mournful, but still spoke calmly: “Please tell us what’s going on, no need to hide.”

Before the attending doctor could say anything, the head of the hospital and several other surgical specialists also entered the office.

The small office was suddenly crowded, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing.

“Here’s the thing, the cause of this fainting is a sudden bleeding where the brain is compressed, along with secondary rupture of the nerves in both ear canals.” The attending physician nervously stated the result: “For the time being, it does not appear to be life-threatening, just …”

Old Mr. Grant heard that there is no life threatening, his face slowed down, and he looked up at him without a moment’s hesitation. “There are things to say at once.”

He wanted to say it all at once, too. … The attending doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead and shivered, “It may cause permanent damage to the hearing.”

Permanent hearing damage? Old Mr. Grant carefully pondered this sentence, a long time speechless.

A warrior without a clear hearing, go to war, in addition to death what else can do?

Old Mr. Grant’s eyes hollow looking at the room full of people, the face more and more heavy up.

Lindsey heart does not feel much better than him, but this moment, she is really sad can not be sad.

Bruce’s biggest dream is to take over the gun in his father’s hand and continue to guard this lively territory for him, but the sky is not what people want.

If it could be swapped, Lindsey would rather the one who lost his hearing was himself, not Bruce.

From the doctor’s office, we did not speak, all the way to Bruce’s room in silence.

He was still awake, lying quietly in bed, his cheeks thin and pale.

Lindsey held back her heartache, persuaded Larissa and the others to leave, and stayed with Old Mr. Grant to take care of him.

Charlotte stayed for a while because the baby was making a lot of noise, and had no choice but to leave.

After they left, the ward was quiet, and Old Mr. Grant sat in front of the window, his eyes unfocused, staring out at the dark sky, emitting an aura of desolation and desolation.

Lindsey stood behind him, deliberating for a long time before reluctantly speaking: “Grandpa, maybe this is God’s will, look on the bright side.”

“I’m fine.” Old Mr. Grant sighed faintly and said, “In fact, I can not let him go on this mission, or even let him not participate in any dangerous operations, but who is not born of parents.”

Lindsey’s heart was hard, and for a moment she didn’t know how to answer.

Old Mr. Grant paused and added, “Since they are soldiers of this country, they must stand guard every day. Whether it’s life or death, there is no escape. Others are raised by the same parents, there is no reason to go to war others first, he followed behind. If that were the case, there would be no need for me to send him to the army.”

“Grandpa …,” Lindsey took a deep, reassuring breath, “Bruce always understood and never regretted his choices.”

Old Mr. Grant hesitantly looked back at her, let out a long sigh, and stopped talking.

Lindsey did not know how to persuade, quietly accompany him, but in the heart of thinking, when Bruce woke up, afraid also can not accept this fact.

The memory loss will not cause damage to the body, recuperate for a period of time, when the bruises dissipate will be able to recover.

The nerves in the ear canal are damaged, and there is basically no possibility of recovery.

This also means that Bruce will never be able to return to the army and do what he likes to do most.

Old Mr. Grant, after all, was too old to see Bruce wake up until the early morning hours, so he went to rest.

Lindsey was sleepless, and after giving him the injection, she took her phone and lay down on the recliner, repeatedly swiping through Twitter and waiting for Bruce to wake up.

It was not until 3:00 a. m. that Bruce woke up.

“How are you? Where do you feel bad?” Lindsey dropped her phone and anxiously went up to see him: “I’ll call a doctor right away.”

Bruce struggled to open his eyes and smiled weakly when he saw that Lindsey was talking to him. “What did you say?”

“Nothing …” Lindsey had to raise her voice as she thought about his loss of hearing. “I didn’t say anything, you get some rest.”

This time Bruce heard him clearly, nodded at her, and closed his eyes again.

Lindsey pressed the call bell and checked the instruments on the side to make sure he was okay, which was a little reassuring.

The doctor came quickly and left after doing some tests and instructions.

Lindsey saw Bruce fall asleep again, sat back in the recliner, tossed a while microblogging drowsiness gradually came, also fell asleep.