The President's Accidental Wife novel Chapter 390

Dean was not cheerless. He listened to the jokes and laughed, though not as much as his mates. After all, h e had just come out of a coma and his body was still weak.

Just when everyone was about to leave, Dean said to Brandon Tyson, his second officer, "Can I have a moment with you, Brandon?"

Brandon nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed." What is it, Captain?”

"I have a backlog of several cases to follow. Go back and tell the chief to assign the cases to someone else."

Brandon furrowed his brows, looking not too happy." Why assign them away now? You have spent a great deal of time and effort on those cases. I am not going t o do it.”

"Don't be emotional. How can I work on those cases with my current condition?”

"You are only hospitalized temporarily. After you recover, you can continue to work on them.”

"Brandon! Don't you dare to say something like this to me again. Those are murder cases. How can you take them lightly?" Dean became dead serious.

Brandon did not dare to say a word again. So he

reluctantly obliged. "Yes, Captain."

At this moment, the attending doctor walked in. He looked at Dean. "The accident did not hurt you anywhere else. Judging from your X-ray images, you are only injured in the legs. What you are experiencing now is a manifestation of paralysis caused by dislocation and compression of the spinal cord, and requires timely surgical treatment."

Dean nodded, then looked at Brandon, who stood there looking startled. "You may leave now."

"But Captain, your legs-"

"What?" Ollie froze in place.

Summer, who passed by the two of them, heard every single word that Brandon said.

When Dean celebrated his birthday last time, Brandon was there and had a few words with Summer. So he recognized Summer.

But at this moment, Brandon was obviously not too happy with Summer. He did not say hello, let alone speak with her. He just glanced at her and left.

Brandon was still young. His thinking was that his captain would not have met this accident if not for Summer.

After the two left, Summer stood there with the young police officer’s words echoing in her mind. 'Dean might be paralyzed from the waist down? What exactly is going on?'