Cynthia’s Cat

Duke's eyes were a little awkward, "That's good, hahahaha, Mr. Adolf, have you seen a wooden box? It should be by my side when it's in the cemetery."

"Wooden box?"

Duke's eyes became eager, and he gestured to Adolf the size of a wooden box with his hands, "Yes! It's a wooden box, did you see it?"

"Well, sorry, because it was raining in the sky, and I didn't pay attention to the wooden box you mentioned."

The wooden box was not on Adolf's body, that was, it fell on the cemetery. Duke was a little worried at this time, he was afraid that someone would take the wooden box. He turned over and wanted to get up, because Duke's body was a little erratic because of lying too long.

Just when Duke was about to leave the room, Adolf suddenly laughed, "The wooden box is with me."

Duke looked at Adolf angrily. Is it fun to lie to him?

The wooden box is now in his hands, and it is not time to turn his face. He must hold back the anger in his heart, "You..., Mr. Adolf, you are not making a joke like this."

"Sorry, I just look at you too serious and want to make a joke."

In Duke's eyes, Adolf's attitude of apologizing was not sincere at all, and the man sitting in the chair had a smile in his eyes, not apologetic at all.

Duke's fingers were pinched very tightly. He was very angry now, and it felt very bad to be fooled. Duke's mouth forced a smile.

"Mr. Adolf, since the wooden box is in your hands, this wooden box is very important to me, please return it to me."

"Duke, the wooden box was originally yours, I just kept it temporarily."

Duke stretched out his hand and said to Adolf, "Mr. Adolf, please return the wooden box to me now."

Natasha looked at Duke's expression as if she was certain, she slowly let go of her hand holding Duke, and she was truly relieved when she saw that Duke had not left the room.

Seeing Duke lying on the bed, she finally felt relieved, "Get a good rest. The wound on your hand needs to be treated. I will come back to treat you immediately."

Natasha closed the door when she left the room, leaving Duke alone in the room. He looked at the quiet room and opened the cup to leave the ward.

The corridors of the hospital became extraordinarily long, and Duke's steps were not very steady. He found a wooden stick as a cane, and walked hard, using a lot of effort for each step.

The sweat on his forehead became more and more, his face became paler and his vision became blurred. How did his body become so weak? Even the simplest walk became extremely difficult. Duke was angry that he was useless. If the wooden box was lost, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

The wooden box must be found! Relying on this belief Duke moved his body with difficulty, and his travel distance was slower than that of a snail at this time. Just when Duke was about to approach the elevator, the sound that appeared behind him made Duke's body tremble.

"Stop!!! Where do you want to escape?"

Natasha is very furious now. Duke is like a bear kid at this time, making unreasonable troubles. Knowing that his body cannot be discharged from the hospital, he still wants to leave secretly when she is not paying attention.

Natasha is most afraid of meeting patients who do not obey the arrangements. Natasha, who has some good professional ethics, will never tolerate patients leaving the hospital when they have not recovered. This is irresponsible for her own health.

When Natasha returned to the room, she saw that there were no figures in the ward, and she hurriedly left the ward to find someone.