Chapter 1726 Pessimism
I hurriedly raised the overbed table and took out the food. “I’ve made chicken soup and some vegetables. The doctor says you can only eat healthy food.”
It seemed John would have to keep a strict diet for the next few months.
Nonetheless, he did not show any displeasure, but he picked up the spoon and started eating. I knew he was trying not to make me feel guilty. “Wow. You’re becoming better at cooking. I should hire you to become my chef now that I am hospitalized.”
I tried hard not to let my tears fall. “All right. I will prepare your food every day.”
John accepted it casually. “Thank you in advance then. Haha…”
Emma shook her head while provoking, “You don’t allow others to bully your sister. Yet, you’re the one who keeps taking advantage of her.”
John was not offended at all as he let out a chuckle. “Haha. If you want to cook for me, I don’t mind humbling myself and taking advantage of you.”
Emma cast a furious look upon hearing that. John ignored her deliberately and continued to drink his soup.
The atmosphere was extremely relaxed, as though nothing had happened. It was as though John had not been in the accident, and his hand was still intact. He was still the same arrogant man who would stand up for me whenever I got bullied.
Deep down in my heart, I knew it was their way of being considerate to me and showing me moral support.
When I thought it was our mutual understanding, so I avoid talking about the sensitive topic, John went in the opposite direction.
“D*mn Nathaniel. How dare he play dirty. I won’t let him off so easily next time.” John got upset, and he spilled his soup slightly on his shirt.
Emma sighed helplessly as she wiped his shirt roughly that he leaned backward.
“Don’t move.” She eventually used both her hands to wipe his shirt forcefully, and only let go of him when she was happy with her work.
John furrowed his brows and continued to provoke. “They should have checked my background before they attacked me. Do you have any idea how I managed to survive until today? And those black men. They will pay for what they did.”
Emma blocked his mouth with the apple. “When are you going to learn from your mistakes? Do you want to lose your left hand as well?”
John took a bite of the apple and wanted to argue further. However, something came across his mind the next second, and he swallowed back his words.
Even though I knew Emma did not blame me, I was sad about John’s right hand.
Eventually, Emma seemed to be influenced by our pessimism as she let out a long sigh. “Losing a hand is better than losing a life, isn’t it?”
In Emma’s eyes, it was considered fortunate that Nathaniel did not decide to take John’s life this time. Nevertheless, we should never underestimate Nathaniel. If we continued to act rashly, we would lose even more.
John did not argue anymore. He lowered his head and stared at his right hand, covered in gauze. His gaze darkened as his mind sank into deep thoughts.
“Emma’s right. The most important thing now is to recover. Everything else can wait.” I immediately weighed in and tried to drop the subject. “All a patient should do is to eat and rest. Don’t worry about anything else!”
I put on a calm facade, but my heart was filled with uneasiness. I feared that John would heed Emma’s advice and insist on taking revenge against Nathaniel.
To my relief, he smiled and joked. “Eat and rest. How am I different from a pig then?”
