My Supermodel Wife

Lilia was shocked, she didn't expect Mellisa to reveal her secret.

Even though Vivi was afraid of Jean's cold and indifferent attitude, she couldn't help but complain. She took a step forward and pointed at Lilia's ankle. "She almost cried in pain!"​​

Lilia's face couldn't be more shocked, was this how it felt like being betrayed?!

Before Rachel spoke, she heard the man's low, displeased voice, "Why don't you wait for me to come back?!"

Seeing this, Mellisa just glanced at Vivi and Rachel. The three of them then walked out.

Lilia watched them escape from the room after digging a grave for all of them. She really wanted to cry.

In front of the bed, Jean's face looked unpleasant. His eyes glowed but suddenly, Lilia gripped her forehead. "Jean, my head hurts..."

Sometimes childish tricks could save lives!

Sure enough, the sullen expression on the man's handsome face disappeared almost immediately.

He grabbed the ice bag from the bedside table and exclaimed in a deep voice, "Don't touch the wound, I'll compress it with ice."

Lilia blinked and met her husband's worried gaze. Seeing Jean's real concern, she felt very uncomfortable. "It doesn't hurt, don't worry."

The man pressed his thin lips tightly and said nothing.

He gently moved his hand while holding the ice pack and carefully placing it around the bump.

Lilia failed to calm him, Jean's eyebrows were still knitted into a deep frown. He looked as if he could swallow her alive.

Seeing this scene, Lilia was very disturbed.

She raised her hand and tried to endure his knife-sharp gaze. Lilia snatched the ice bag from his hand and took his cold fingertips. Then she pressed it into her lower abdomen. "Jean, can you feel it?"

Even though she didn't know anything, Lilia still wanted to use this method to calm her husband's emotions a little.

When the man was about to touch her lower abdomen, he suddenly stopped his hand. He put his wife's fingertips to his lips, kissed them, and said in his hoarse and magnetic voice, "I better not touch it, my hands are cold."

Lilia laid motionless, her fingers felt warm from the puffs of the man's breath. Then she turned her head to see her husband's indifferent face and whispered, "I called the doctor when you were not here because I don't want you to worry about me anymore. Actually, the injury to my ankle didn't hurt that much, the doctor said that I better not move too much this month. After treatment and rehab, I will be able to walk normally by myself again."

"I don't blame you!" The man rubbed the smooth skin on the back of her hand. "Since you don't want me to worry, don't put yourself in danger again in the future, okay?"

Lilia blinked and nodded with unfocused eyes.

Her eyes suddenly darkened again.

Worried that the man would notice, she closed her eyes and sighed silently.

She didn't know whether this situation was normal or not. Ever since she woke up, she couldn't adjust her focus and her vision had been constantly switching through bright and dark. This feeling made her so nervous, but she didn't know how to relieve it.

The doctor had made it clear that Lilia would not get any medicine because of her pregnancy.

Even the ointment on the ankle was made of traditional Chinese medicine, so external application would have no effect on the fetus.

But her eyes...

Lilia's mind suddenly messed up, and when she thought about it, she fell asleep without realizing.

At her bedside, the man listened to her deep breath as she was fast asleep. The muscles on the side of his face kept moving. Only then did he clearly see that his wife's pupils were clearly out of focus.

Jean didn't say anything. Although Lilia immediately closed her eyes, it couldn't escape Jean's eyes at such a close distance.

His treasure, the only woman to own his heart, shouldn't have experienced this kind of suffering...

At seven o'clock in the afternoon, the owner of the Minerva Hospital came to the hospital. He was accompanied by Doctor Marco, chief physician in the ophthalmology department.

When Doctor Michael received the news, he happened to be taking a break. But in his despair, he could only put on his white coat again and planned to go see him.

Ten minutes later, Doctor Michael was very surprised.

He saw the owner, Doctor Marco, and Jean in his small consulting room, and felt that this was an extraordinary sight.

"Director, you ..." 

The director raised his hand to interrupt, then he personally introduced, "Young master Jean, this is the chief doctor in our hospital's ophthalmology department. Currently, doctor Marco is the number one ophthalmologist in Indonesia, so let him check her."

Doctor Michael couldn't digest the words.

Why was the hospital director so polite to this man?

Who was this handsome looking man? It looked like he was rich enough to receive such kind of respect.

Before he could find the answer, the director was already looking at him. "Michael, why didn't you tell me earlier that young master Jean Widjaya was at our hospital?"

"Huh?" Doctor Michael scratched his hair, wondering how he should answer his words.

Doctor Marco was about fifty years old, and his temples were already white.

He smiled and glanced at Doctor Michael. "Director, Doctor Michael just joined the hospital not long ago. It seems that he doesn't know who Young Master Jean is. Doctor Michael, let me introduce him to you." 

"This is the young master Jean Widjaya of the Widjaya family, owner of the real estate Genesis Company. His generosity has helped our hospital a lot. It's thanks to his generous donations that we can have what we have now," he added.

Doctor Michael was suddenly dumbfounded!

Sure enough, this man's family background was no joke!

"This... Young master Jean, I apologize. I just arrived in Surabaya recently. I really don't know who you really are. I am truly sorry!"

Doctor Michael took the initiative to shake hands with Jean, each of his words were filled with regret.

There were many rich people in recent years, but only a few were willing to donate their wealth for good deeds.

Jean shook his hand and nodded. After that, he said no in a weak tone and looked to the opposite side. "Doctor Marco, my wife is in trouble."

Hearing this, Doctor Marco immediately gave him a firm look. "Young master Jean , I just looked into your wife's case,"

As he spoke, he took a CT film from the consultation table. "This is a CT of the brain taken in the previous emergency room. From this point of view, a lump can be seen above the left brow bone. This position indicates that there is a possible injury to the optic nerve."

Doctor Marco fell silent. Seeing Jean's cold face, he bit the skin of his lip and continued, "In fact, this situation is a relatively common phenomenon. Your wife's blurring eye symptoms have already been detected since early on and not too serious. But if she wants to get well soon then she needs some medicines."

"The two most effective conservative treatment methods for optic nerve bruising are hormone shock therapy and hyperbaric oxygen chamber decompression. But I know that your wife is pregnant. So these two conservative treatments are not suitable for pregnant women..." He added.

Doctor Marco gave his explanation briefly, he analyzed Lilia's current situation to provide detailed information.

The hospital director on the side then asked, "Is there any other method besides using medicines? And suitable for a pregnant woman?"

Doctor Marco nodded thoughtfully. "My advice is to consider surgical options. Compared to the previous two treatment options, this is the most effective."

He then continued, "It is not a major operation, but I still have to use anesthesia and various anti-inflammatory drugs, so I may need to consult with the head of obstetrics and gynecology to minimize the risk."