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Chapter 151 Richard’s care

Chapter 151: Chapter 151 Richard’s care

Aron looked at him with his icy cold eyes.

’Damn it!

Richard ignored it, walked past him to the hospital bed, and said, "Renea, how are you? Does it hurt a lot?"

Seeing Renea, who was lying on the hospital bed with a pale face, he felt heartbreaking.

"I’m fine!" Looking at him like this Renea only feels that it was too much.

"It’s okay, Renea, I’ll stay here with you. If you need anything, you can tell me." Richard said as he sat down on his chair with his butt, with the air of having no intention of leaving.

Aron looked at him coldly. But as he looked at Renea, his eyes turned soft and he inquired, "Renea, Kevin said you haven’t eaten anything for a day. What do you want to eat? I’ll go buy it for you."

"Anything is fine!" Renea wasn’t picky about what she ate, as long as she could fill her stomach.

"Good!" Aron turned around and walked out.

"Hey, Mike, this is Aron."

Mike, who received Aron’s phone call, was shocked beyond belief and thought that he was hallucinating.

’Aron called him?’

’Why would Aron call him?’

"I think you should come to the hospital and pick Richard up, or else tomorrow morning new gossip about him will make headlines and it will be troublesome."

Mike: "......"

Before he could react, Aron’s phone had already hung up.

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"Renea, would you like to eat an apple? I’ll peel an apple for you to eat?"

"Renea, would you like some water? I’ll pour it for you."

"Renea, if you’re not feeling well, you must tell me."

Richard kept yakking non-stop, but Renea didn’t feel annoyed, instead, she still felt quite warm.

Whoever has cared about her that much?

She thought about the time when she fainted after carrying her grandfather out of the fire.

When she woke up again, she was already in the hospital, but there wasn’t a single person in the room, not even an escort for her.

The wounds on her back were left unattended, and except for the doctor who came every day to put medicine on them, no one even once visited her.

Her wounds had not even completely healed yet when she was picked up by Susan from the hospital. She said, "The doctor has said she was all right and she can just go home and recuperate.

But when she got home, there was no one to take care of her, not even someone to administer the medicine.

She could only medicate herself. But because the injury was on her back, she used up a large bottle of medicine at a time, but it barely got on the wound.

After the medicine was used up, Susan, however, excused herself on the pretext that her wounds had already healed, and she didn’t need to use more medicine.

It caused her wounds to become inflamed, and then every rainy day they would itch strangely.

As for her back, it was all still blood red and looked like it hadn’t healed yet.

"Richard!" Mike pushed open the door and walked in with a smile.

Richard’s face sank as he said coldly, "Why are you here?"

Mike cast a sidelong glance at him and looked at Renea, asking with concern, "Miss Morris, how is it? Nothing serious, right?"

"How ......"

Richard excitedly opened his mouth to speak but he was interrupted by Renea, "Nothing serious. It’s just a little flesh wound."

"It’s good that it’s okay." Mike nodded and then looked at Richard and said.

“Since Ms. Morris is fine, we’ll go back first. Richard still has a commercial to shoot later."

"Uh-huh!" Renea nodded.

"An advertisement? What advertisement?" Richard was puzzled, "Where did I get a commercial to shoot?"

"I just picked it up for you," Mike whispered and pulled Richard out of the hospital room.

"Mike, you are getting more and more bold now. How dare you lie to me?" Richard heckled angrily.

Mike looked around and hurriedly, covered Richard’s mouth and said, "My Lord, keep your voice down. Are you afraid that people won’t know you’re here?"

Richard viciously gouged Mike and slapped his hand away.

"You go back first; I’m going to stay to take care of Renea."

Mike said in a hurry, "My Lord, Miss Morris is not in any serious trouble, and she doesn’t need you to take care of her. You know if someone gets injured on the set, there are bound to be reporters squatting outside the hospital. Do you want to spread rumors about you and Miss Morris, so that before she could even get better from her injuries, she can get scolded by your fans?"

This is the showbiz ironclad. When someone gets involved with a popular figure, especially if the other person is a small artist, as long as there is a rumor, the female will be the subject of the male lead’s fans’ abuse.

Because most of the fans are girlfriend fans, and they believe that their favorite actor should be their boyfriend.

The boyfriend has a scandalous girlfriend. And these girlfriends, how can they stand scolding the male party? Since the girlfriend’s powder cannot be shed, they can only scold the female party, thinking it is the female party who seduced their boyfriend.

Even Richard, who didn’t care about his fans’ feelings, couldn’t stop such a group of girlfriend fans from existing.

"Well, Miss Morris has Mr. Kingston to take care of her, so you don’t have to worry about it." Mike pulled him and left.

"Wait!" Richard stopped, looked at Mike, and questioned, "How did you know I was here?"

Today Mike had something to do, so he didn’t go to the set at all. Even if he learned about the accident on the set, even if he knew that he came to the hospital with the car. But how did he know that he was still in the hospital now?

Mike dodged his eyes and didn’t open his mouth.

"Is it Aron? That damn old man called you, right?" Richard cursed angrily.

Mike remained silent!

Richard emotionally cursed: "Aron, that old man. How dare

he called you."

Mike touched his nose and remained silent.