Chapter 466: Morning, My Lovely Wife

Daisy felt safe and comfortable as long as Edward was around. The faint jasmine scent on his body reassured her that he was there and she could rely on him no matter what happened. This was what love felt like. When the first morning light quietly came through the curtains, Daisy opened her eyes to find that Edward was affectionately watching her sleep. She rubbed her bleary eyes and gave him a faint smile.

"Morning, honey. Didn't you sleep at all?" Daisy asked. Now that she was awake, she didn't have to worry about touching his wound accidentally. She got into his arms, immersed in the familiar feelings his embrace gave her. "Morning, my lovely wife. You were drooling. Be careful with the saliva on the corners of your mouth. My clothes might get stained." Edward hadn't slept since Daisy fell asleep. He had been watching her sleeping. His eyes hadn't left her even when the nurse came in to change the drip. The affectionate light in his eyes had made the nurse envious and wish she were the one he had been gazing at.

It made sense. After all, Edward was the ideal lover of the women in the entire city. All of them dreamed of being treated that way. At that moment, he looked at the woman beside him so gently and attentively it was an image beyond words.

Drooling? No way!" Daisy was doubtful about his words, but she still wiped her mouth. When she found there was no saliva, she stared at Edward angrily. Damn it! She fell for his trick again. How could she have fallen for that since she had never drooled in her sleep?

Aha, look at how silly you are, but I like it." Seeing his trick succeed, Edward laughed and kissed the corner of her mouth. At this moment, she wasn't aloof at all but adorable and delicate like an ordinary woman.

Hey, can't you two be a little discreet? I don't have a girlfriend yet. How about thinking of my feelings when you behave so intimately?" Tom walked in suddenly without knocking the door. It seemed under Rain's influence he had lost all his manners.

Um... morning, Tom," Daisy said and jumped off the bed immediately, feeling her face burn with embarrassment. This was the second time Tom had caught them making out. Wishing there were a hole she could crawl into, she fled into the bathroom as fast as she could.

Edward, what's up with Daisy? Am I that terrifying? Why is she avoiding me?" Tom asked, rubbing his head.

Are the doors to the wards in your hospital just ornaments? Why didn't you knock? Why are you here so early?" Edward felt speechless at Tom's abrupt appearance. Daisy was shy, she was ashamed enough when Tom had caught them then and there, but Tom had to joke about it after that. Of course Daisy had run away from the embarrassing scene. Couldn't he see he had put Daisy on the spot?

You think this is what I want? It's a ward round." Tom shrugged and ignored Edward's first question. He wasn't impolite, just tended to forget his manners.

"This is the first time I've heard of rounds starting at 7 a.m. Is this a preferential treatment of this damn VVIP ward?" Edward gritted his teeth, looking at Tom. He had accidentally noticed there was a clock at the opposite end of the wall, a bonus of his dullness. That was why he knew the time. "Haha, of course not. I'm special. Do you have a problem with it?" Actually an operation was scheduled at 9 a.m. Tom had made the time to check on Edward's wound before surgery. But instead of telling Edward the truth, he wanted to take this chance to annoy him, because the chance might never come again.

Not really. My life is in your hands now. That would be too much of a risk to take." Edward managed a pathetic tone. He had to admit he was in no situation to negotiate with Tom. He had to put up with him for a few more days. There would be a serious reckoning after he recovered, however.

"Wow, it turns out you know quite well the pickle you're in. I thought you had no sense of danger." Tom began to check on Edward's wound carefully while he was joking. But he felt like one of his employees and he hated that feeling, so he pinched the area near his wound lightly. It wouldn't reopen the cut, but it definitely hurt.

What the hell? You did it on purpose, didn't you?" Edward twisted his mouth with pain and shot a grim look at Tom. He didn't think that was a mistake. He was sure that he was abusing his authority to get back at him.

"It's not what you think. I was just checking if the muscle around the cut had necrotized. Give me some credit." He had done it on purpose. So what? Deal with it. Tom got cocky, forgetting what a bully Edward could be. He didn't know yet that he wouldn't get a penny for the treatment on the day Edward was discharged from hospital.

"You're quite full of yourself right now." Edward glanced at him, all smiles, repressing his anger. The ones unacquainted with him might thought he looked amiable, yet to the ones that knew him well, such a smile meant someone was in serious trouble.

"No, no, no. Well, I have some work to do so I'm going back to my office and leaving you alone. The nurse will come and change the dressing on your wound later." Gosh! Who said he was weak after the injury? Seeing that evil smile Tom couldn't even feel his legs anymore. He decided to take flight at once.

Tom, wait a minute. I have to ask you something," Seeing Tom leaving in a hurry when she was coming out of the bathroom, Daisy called out.

"Um... Yeah. What can I do for you, Daisy?" Although he was dying to leave, now that Daisy called his name, he couldn't pretend he didn't hear it and make his way out. In that case what he got from Edward wouldn't be just a stern look. He would be dead meat.

I'd like to ask about your advice on Edward's diet and exercise." Daisy had been thinking about it. That was what you did when you cared about someone.

Oh, I see. No problem. After the surgery, the cut will hurt for some days. His arms and shoulders will be unable to move freely. I can suggest some movements to help him recover. To exercise his shoulder joints, he can stretch his arms upward, backward, outward, and then take them inward, and swirl them clockwise and anticlockwise. For his elbow joints, he can bend his arms or twist them."

Tom frowned. He thought Edward was actually doing very well, much better than the other patients with the same issue. Maybe partly because that guy was tough, partly because the medicine Tom had prescribed was tremendously effective. After all, the medicine used on Edward was expensive. It would be unacceptable if it didn't do the trick.

Then?" Seeing Tom suddenly stopped talking, Daisy urged. She was anxious to hear him out.

Excuse me. I was thinking about something else. On the second day after the surgery, the main exercise should be started. Exercise his leg joints. Help him sit, which will reduce the pressure of the cut on the wound. When the drainage tubes are removed, encourage him to get out of bed. Sit on the bedside at the beginning, feet hanging, then stand at the bed. The exercise should include both indoors and outdoors. The kinds that help him adjust to daily life will suffice,"

Tom said earnestly. Daisy had listened attentively but the patient kept rolling his eyes on the hospital bed. Damn Tom, stop talking nonsense already! 'How could you treat me like a baby?' He thought.

What about diet?" Daisy knew what would affect Edward's recovery. She wouldn't miss anything helpful.

About his diet, the nurses will provide his meals. And they will be customized. But since you asked, I'd like to make some comments on it. After the surgery, when the stomach and intestines can function normally and the flatulence disappears, he can eat a little liquid food. When he gets better, he can have as much liquid food as he wants. Then semi-liquid food." Feeling the scorching stare behind, Tom paused to look at Edward and gave him a meaningful smile. Then he continued, "The trauma is usually enormous to the patients, so nutrients are essential for the healing and recovery. Food high in calories and vitamins will be recommended. Spicy food will only worsen the condition. That's all. I hope I have made it clear."

Tom felt his back sweat. These measures would help a lot with his recovery. Besides, Daisy had asked his advice, he couldn't refuse to answer her questions. Did Edward have to cast him those scary looks? He felt pressured.

Oh, I'll remember them. Thank you, Tom." Daisy smiled faintly, thankful for his patience in giving detailed advice.

Daisy, don't mention it. I should have told you about this earlier. Your thanks make me feel more embarrassed." Tom was drenched in sweat. He wished he hadn't come. He couldn't figure out why Edward was fixing his killer eyes on him? He was fidgeting.

Edward was still smiling mischievously. The intensive blue eyes were like a pool of deep water, his thoughts were well hidden under them, nothing revealed. Tom felt creepy, worried about what Edward might do to him next. He felt as if Edward were a god of plague around him, who was going to explode in anger anytime.

Edward kept thinking about the liquid diet Tom had mentioned. He was angrier about the diet than the exercise he had suggested. It made him look weak and delicate. It seemed Tom had really decided to treat him like a newborn baby. Did he really think he was so fragile that he needed to be "reborn" and start over after an injury? Or maybe this was just one of his practical jokes. If that was the case, he would like to cooperate, because it would make a perfect excuse for Edward to deal with him. Now that Tom had presented the excuse himself, it would disappoint him not to use it.