LUCIAN'S POV
She had only just been injured and now she was actually leaving her hospital bed!
I stood at the entrance of the hospital, looking at Nola standing at the second floor window, my insides suddenly jumped, discontent appeared in my heart, and then I walked quickly towards the hospital room.
What kind of joke is this? She has wounds all over her body, I just came back from a meeting, and it's just noon, and she's already moving around? The wounds are superficial, but if she doesn't recover properly, it will have a big impact.
My face became so bad that I ignored even the doctors who greeted me on the way, and ran straight upstairs, reaching the door of Nola's ward in a short while.
I felt that Nola was becoming more and more important in my heart, and I absolutely could not
