Henry Mitchell remained silent.
Four years ago, both Sophie Lawrence and Henry Mitchell were at that disaster - relief operation.
The long - lasting silence was like a thick haze hanging over them. The string that had been tightly stretched in Sophie Lawrence's mind, like a thin silk thread unable to bear the heavy burden, snapped suddenly with a "pop", and her emotions were on the verge of collapse.
"Why does everyone keep reminding me about the 'baby'? Why is it that all you care about is the baby?"
"I didn't want to lose that baby either. This is not what I wanted either. But... why have I still become an unforgivable sinner?"
At this time, Henry Mitchell finally showed a little reaction. He glanced at Sophie Lawrence indifferently, his tone as cold as the winter wind: "Did you really care about that baby?"
Sophie Lawrence was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Henry Mitchell slowly withdrew his hand and asked in return: "What were you thinking at the moment when you learned that the baby was gone?"
In an instant, Sophie Lawrence just stared blankly at Henry Mitchell, and the pain in her arms and ankles seemed to have been thrown out of the sky.
I was thinking about what you would do if you knew. When I learned that you were coming to the ward, I didn't even dare to show the slightest bit of sadness, for fear that you would still worry about me when you picked up the scalpel.
These words Sophie Lawrence dared not say to Henry Mitchell, because four years ago he might have believed them, but now he would no longer believe...
Sophie Lawrence raised her hand and gently wiped away the tears on her face, then turned her head to look elsewhere: "I can deal with these injuries myself. You can leave."
Henry Mitchell's eyes turned cold, like a deep, cold pool: "How can you deal with the injury on your arm by yourself?"
"None of your business."
...
After Henry Mitchell left, Sophie Lawrence first reduced the swelling on her ankle. She hopped on one foot, and each hop was accompanied by a slight pain, like an injured fawn moving with difficulty. Finally, she hopped to the bathroom to clean the wound on her arm.
Obviously, the pain from the wound made her grin involuntarily, but she gritted her teeth firmly and didn't make a sound, as if making a sound would expose her inner vulnerability.
After dealing with all the wounds, Sophie Lawrence simply lay back on the bed, like a tired little bird after being injured, hiding in her own nest and not wanting to step out of the room at all.
Sophie Lawrence originally just wanted to rest on the bed for a while, but unexpectedly, she finally fell into a deep sleep.
In a drowsy state, she suddenly felt a cold sensation on her ankle. Just as she was about to dodge subconsciously, a hand grabbed her tightly and she couldn't move.
A moment later, stinging pain also came from her arm.
She opened her eyes wide suddenly, and Henry Mitchell's cold and solemn face appeared in front of her.
"You..."
Henry Mitchell took a pair of tweezers and removed a small pebble from her arm again, his tone flat without a ripple: "Is this the result of your self - treatment?"
Sophie Lawrence pursed her lips and immediately wanted to withdraw her arm, but Henry Mitchell held it more tightly.
"Don't move!"
Sophie Lawrence had no choice but to stop struggling.
Just when she thought that they were going to fall into silence again like this, Henry Mitchell suddenly said.
"Yesterday I submitted an application for transfer from outpatient service."
Sophie Lawrence raised her eyes in shock and looked at Henry Mitchell, murmuring, "Why?"
Henry Mitchell didn't stop what he was doing in his hands and didn't answer her question either. He just said, "I won't mention the baby's matter anymore in the future."
The shock in Sophie Lawrence's eyes became even stronger: "Why?"
"No reason."
Sophie Lawrence stared straight at Henry Mitchell, trying to detect something from his expression, even the slightest emotional fluctuation.
After making sure that all the pebbles in her arm had been removed, Henry Mitchell re - applied medicine to the wound.
After doing all this, his expression relaxed a little.
"Knock, knock, knock"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Dr. Henry, the meal is ready."
Henry Mitchell put the things on the bedside table and got up to open the door: "You guys go first. We'll come later."
"Okay."
After closing the door again, Henry Mitchell looked at Sophie Lawrence with both her hands and feet injured: "Do you want to go and have dinner with everyone, or do you want me to bring it back for you?"
Sophie Lawrence thought for a while: "Bring it back."
If she went to eat there, she would surely be teased by everyone at that time. It was better to be comfortable in the room.
Henry Mitchell gave a soft "Hmm" in response and turned around to wash his hands in the bathroom.
Before leaving, he specifically reminded her: "Remember to remove the ice pack on your foot in a few minutes. Applying it for too long will cause frostbite."
Sophie Lawrence answered sullenly: "I know."
After Henry Mitchell went to have dinner, Sophie Lawrence couldn't fall asleep either, so she simply leaned on the pillow and played with her mobile phone.
Who would have thought that as soon as she turned on her phone, she suddenly received a text message.
The content of the text message was a picture, and Sophie Lawrence was all too familiar with the content on the picture.
The B - ultrasound form of Sunrise Health Center.
In the name column, it clearly said "Chloe Morgan".