Chapter 1101

Both Cordy and Sean stayed in Patrick’s ward to keep him company.

They both waited in silence for him to wake up.

Then, after a long while, Patrick’s eyelids seemed to twitch.

Sean quickly noticed and straightened himself as he stared fixedly at the other man.

Cordy sensed his reaction in turn and noticed that Patrick was showing signs of waking up as well.

She quickly got up, leaned toward him, and whispered into his ear, “Are you awake, Patrick?”

Patrick simply felt light-headed and opened his eyes with great difficulty to find his vision blurred.

It took a while for him to focus and find Cordy.

He tried to move but found himself very limp.

Moreover, he barely moved when he winced in pain. “Oof.”

“Don’t move!” Sean suddenly snapped, his voice stern.

Patrick turned toward him.

Cordy did the same and could not help telling him, “He just woke up, Sean, and he’s hurt. Don’t shout at him.”

Sean pursed his lips, but stayed silent.

Patrick seemed to remember what happened just then as well and rasped,’ I’m not dead?”

“Don’t talk like that,” Cordy said mildly. “You’ll live another century.”

Patrick could not help grinning-his sentiment for Cordy was only too obvious in his eyes.

“How do you feel right now?” Cordy asked in concern.

“Just a little tired, and my body feels limp. My back hurts a little, but I’m fine otherwise,” Patrick said miserably.

“Of course it hurts. The bullet hit you in the ribs and broke three-the doctors said that you’re going to be bedridden for a while.”

“Three broken ribs?!” Patrick exclaimed in agitation. “I won’t end up a cripple, will I?”

“You’re afraid now? Weren’t you a dashing figure when you took that bullet for Sean?” Cordy teased.

“Hey, I can’t think far given the urgentness of the situation,” Patrick said.” It’s scary to actually think about it now.”

’ But, really… thank you,” Cordy suddenly thanked him solemnly.

“For what?” Patrick asked, staring at her in turn.

“If Sean were really shot dead…” Cordy was afraid to imagine it. “Anyway, thanks for saving Sean.”

“Nothing wrong with saving an in-law,” Patrick smiled. “It’s what I should do. ■

“Yeah,” Cordy replied-they really should be less formal.

“Well, is there anything you want now? The doctors said that you have to stay here for observation after you wake up and not to feed you right away. Depending on the situation, you can eat after midnight,” Cordy said shortly.

“I’m not hungry, and I have no idea what I want for now. Guess I’ll just stay in bed.”

“Then, do you want to check your phone? I can hold it up for you.” Cordy gestured.

The doctors said that they should not let Sean move since they had just fixed his ribs, and it would be troublesome if they touched him.