Not One, But Two!

Chapter 196

Chapter 196

"I'm being mean? Are you serious right now, Abigail?" Greg wanted to throttle the woman in front of him. He didn't think he was being mean, not when she was the one who had stormed out of the burrito shack and nearly put him in an awkward position with the waiter who thought he would not pay the bill. She even threatened to beat me up, yet I'm the mean one?

He knew she was putting on an act, but he still couldn't bring himself to raise his voice at her now that she was on the verge of crying.

"Don't cry!" he growled, even though he was aware that she wasn't actually going to cry.

At that moment, Abigail felt that it was only by sheer luck—or by some divine intervention—that he had managed to snag her as a girlfriend. Seeing how Greg was so dim-witted when it came to love, surely he couldn't keep a relationship to save himself.

"Can't you be a little more romantic, Greg? Don't you know now's the time for you to tell me you love me, and that I don't have to be afraid because you'll be here for me—all that stuff?"

"Hell no!" he cussed very unromantically, which made the corner of Abigail's mouth twitch in disbelief.

She ought to have known better than to try and needle sympathy out of him while he was jealous; indeed, that was a bad call. After reflecting on this, she took a deep breath and said, "I think I twisted my ankle."

"What?" Greg was not convinced by this. She did not look like someone who had just twisted their ankle when she was batting her eyelashes at him earlier. That said, he did notice that she had not so much as moved since he saved her from getting hit by the van. He frowned and snapped, "Don't move!"

He crouched down hastily. Not at all concerned about how others might look at him, he rolled up her trouser leg. When he saw that her left ankle was swollen, he turned grim. "You must be a couple cards short of a full deck, Abigail. Why did you prattle on about nonsense when you should have told me you twisted your ankle immediately?"

With that, he scooped her up into his arms and began to run.

Abigail pouted when he scolded her, but soon, her lips tipped up in a small smile. She had only twisted her ankle; there was no torn ligament or fractured bone, and yet, it was so worth it to play up the pain just to see Greg panic over her very minor injury.

At the thought of this, she wound her arms around his neck and pressed her ear to his chest. As she listened to the strong and steady beating of his heart, the pain in her ankle seemed to wane.

Meanwhile, Greg wasted no time in bringing her to the hospital.

She was a little frustrated as she pointed out, "It's just a sprain, Greg. I can treat it myself. Have you forgotten that I'm a doctor?"

"That doesn't mean you can treat yourself. What if you slip up and give yourself life-long side effects or something? I think it's safer for you to go to the hospital."

With that, he drove over to the hospital in Northern Harrion. They could have gone to the hospital downtown since it was a much shorter drive, but when he decided to head north, she knew instantly that it was a deliberate choice on his part.

Garden waiting for her to tend to his wounds, whereas the hospital at Northern Harrion was all the way on the other side of the city. It was the opposite

that Greg wants Hugh to bleed to death, Abigail thought wryly as she sighed. Indeed, a jealous

making Greg more upset by suggesting they go back home. As such, she waited until Greg had gone up to the front desk to register herself as

he's lying at my place now. I'm tied up at the moment, so I was wondering if you could do

was her senior in medical school five years ago. They used to be close friends, but because they had parted so hastily, she never got to keep in touch with Violet. They met again at an international symposium after that, and it was only then did they exchange contact numbers. However, they were both so tied up at work that they couldn't

Violet for this favor, the latter would agree to it without asking

take a break, but since you're the one asking, drop me

the password

up their exchange quickly and hung up

didn't have to worry about Hugh, she could focus on

see Abigail sitting in the waiting

to see a specialist, and it should

However, the fact that he had asked for a specialist amused her greatly. Imagine how the other patients might feel if they find out that I'm seeing

not stupid enough to point this out to Greg, and she allowed him to carry her into the doctor's office

she sprained her ankle," he

her head to look at the doctor, only to be surprised when she saw that it was none other than Cody. "Aren't you supposed to be in Army

I'm here on Friday mornings as a specialist-on-circuit," he explained with a smile, though there

other hospitals, and the only exception was if

just taken aback to see him

me take a look

"Okay."

examination. After assessing her swollen ankle, Cody glanced up at the nervous wreck that was Greg. Then, he put on a somber expression

Does that mean she has to use a cast

and whispered, "Don't frighten him like that. He's easily

who rules from the shadow world could be easily spooked! Dr. Kain,

then that Greg realized he had just been made fun of by Cody. "Are you crazy? She's injured! Do you really think now's the time for you to be joking? You'd better watch yourself, or I'll have Gillian move back to her

just sprained her ankle, and some pain relief ointment and a gentle massage will do the trick. In

you going to give her antibiotics or something? How about an X-ray? What if she does have a fracture in her bones

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