His Ugly Bride (Anna and Sebastian) novel Chapter 409

There was an oppressive silence.

Summer scratched her fingers and her gaze met Leonardo's for a while, but she was defeated by Leonardo's deep gaze.

She turned away, pursed her lips, and said, "Whatever you say.¹'

Leonardo did not say anything else, because the doctor had already entered.

The doctor greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Emerson."

Then he handed a summary report to Leonardo.

"Ms. Summer has recovered quite well. All her body functions have become normal, but she still needs to get more rest." After the doctor finished speaking, he paused and asked, "Is Ms. Summer really not feeling any other

discomfort?"

As soon as the doctor said that, he felt the atmosphere in the room was not right.

She looked up and saw that Leonardo was looking at her with a gloomy expression.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Emerson. I don't mean any harm. Normally, like Ms. Summer's situation, when she wakes up, there might be some sequelae...."

As the female doctor spoke, she unconsciously turned to look at Summer.

Summer's condition was not very common. So as a doctor, she would naturally be very curious.

Although she knew Leonardo was not a man to be trifled with, she could not help asking this question.

Summer could understand why the doctor asked such a question. Besides, she did have

sequelae.

Wasn't amnesia her sequela?

However, Leonardo did not think so.

Leonardo sneered and said with a sinister expression, "Can't you check by yourself if she has any sequelae?"

The female doctor wanted to say something, but was pulled out by another doctor who was afraid she would offend Leonardo if she spoke more.

Although they couldn't tell if Summer had any sequelae, they could tell that Leonardo was unhappy.

Summer naturally felt it more clearly.

She didn't understand why Leonardo was suddenly unhappy, but she didn't dare to ask.

The female doctor told Leonardo about Summer's results in detail before leaving.

A subordinate walked to Leonardo and whispered something in his ear.

After Leonardo heard this, he said, "Bring him over."

Was anyone else coming?

Summer stretched her neck and looked at the door when she saw the subordinate going out.

Not long after, the subordinate brought in a male doctor in a white robe.

The male doctor looked a little tired, but he was still very calm. He was about fifty years old and seems to be kind.

He walked over to Leonardo and said seriously, "Are you Mr. Emerson?"

This doctor was the brain specialist Tim had arranged for Leonardo.

Leonardo slowly stood up and said, "I'm

Leonardo Emerson."

She didn't realize that she was the only one who stood there until she came out of the room.

Followed by Leonardo's subordinates, she turned around but did not see Leonardo.

Summer asked, "Where's Leonardo?"

The subordinates behind her said respectfully, "Mr. Emerson still has something to do."

Summer was in no mood for caring about Leonardo. She just followed Leonardo's subordinates out of the hospital and waited for Leonardo in the car.

After Summer left, there were only Leonardo and the doctor in the room.

Leonardo took out another information bag placed beside him and handed it to the doctor, "Take a look at this."

The doctor doubtfully took the bag and opened it. He looked up at Leonardo, "Is this Leonardo's case report?”

"Yes." Leonardo replied and leaned against the sofa, signaling him to read it first.

The doctor wasn't sure what Leonardo meant, but he could only finish reading it first.

After he finished, he saw Leonardo's expression remained unchanged. He frowned. "It seems that Mr. Emerson's injuries were much lighter than that of Ms. Summer. Judging from the report, Mr. Emerson's life was not in danger at that time, but Ms. Summer was nearly dead. It was not easy for her to survive. It was fortunate that she was able to recover so well now."

Hearing his words, Leonardo's expression darkened. His eyes were cold, making people tremble with fear.

The doctor pursed his lips and looked a little uneasy.

He was one of the best brain specialists in the country, and had come into contact with countless celebrities. However, the aura of this man in front of him was more overwhelming than others he had ever met.

He remembered that before coming here, someone had reminded him that Leonardo was not a person to be trifled with.

After a while, there came Leonardo's deep voice. "According to the report, am I also suffering from amnesia due to brain trauma?"

"You lost your memory?" The doctor was astonished, "We can't rule out this possibility, as well as other reasons."