Christopher didn't back down in the slightest, and took a step forward with a firm and forceful voice, "I didn't know Mr. Cullin was so powerful that he could make me lose my job."
"Go and stop the bleeding, I'll get the infusion bottle again."
Half of Astrid's hands were already stained red with blood. The nurses stood at the door and did not dare to step forward. At this time, they hurried over tremblingly.
Seeing Christopher leave, sparks were flying around Matthew's body, as if everything around him was going to be burned up in the next second.
"Um."
Astrid on the hospital bed trembled slightly with thick eyelashes like butterfly wings. She slowly opened her eyes, seeing the unfamiliar white ceiling.
Memories before he fell into a coma slowly flooded into his mind, and when he turned his head, he saw Matthew, who was full of anger, with a mocking smile on his lips.
"When you wake up, go back with me."
