"Mrs. Jenner, don't worry. Many stars are created by us. We will definitely restore your previous appearance. Mr. Lagerfeld is so good to you. After knowing that you are sick, he immediately built a hospital and asked us to rush here from all places overnight. So when you recover, we can perform the operation."
A young doctor looked at me complacently. She thought that John's behavior would move me, so she was eager to show herself. But they calculated it wrong. It was not someone else who made me look like this now, but him, John.
"I'm too tired. You go out first." I said as I closed my eyes numbly. I took a long breath and lay back on the bed.
Seeing this, John stood up and said to everyone. "Didn't you hear? My wife is tired. You go first. I will call you later if I need you."
The doctor who just spoke suddenly turned back and looked at me with a sneer in her eyes.
She walked at the end of the crowd and whispered to John. "Mr. Lagerfeld, I'll wait for you in the office, don't forget to keep the appointment."
John pushed her out of the room with a guilty conscience and looked back to see me still lying on the bed unmoved and he breathed a sigh of relief.