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.

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 end of where Allie's Garden was, and the distance between both places was very, very

to death, Abigail thought wryly as she sighed. Indeed, a jealous Greg was a terrifying

worried about Hugh, she couldn't risk 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 a patient before

a mafia-type friend who got injured in an ambush, and he's lying at my place now. I'm tied up at the moment, so I was wondering if you could do me a favor and go over and

Violet. They met again at an international symposium after that,

this favor,

and was planning to take a break, but since you're the one asking, drop

you the password for

wrapped up their exchange quickly and hung up the

have to worry about Hugh,

at the front desk and returned to see Abigail sitting in the waiting area like a

a little bit longer. I've asked to see a specialist, and it should

their turn soon, which obviously meant he had pulled some strings. However, the

out to Greg, and she allowed him to carry her into the doctor's

see if my girlfriend is seriously injured; she sprained her ankle," he said

be surprised when she saw that it was none other than

as a specialist-on-circuit," he explained with a smile, though there was a

was rare to see a specialist sit in as a doctor in other hospitals, and the only exception was if that

and his capabilities, but she was just taken aback to see him here. Nevertheless, she nodded as

look at

"Okay."

was Greg. Then, he put on a somber expression as he said, "It doesn't look good. In fact, she might have a

mean she has to use

look and whispered, "Don't

world could be easily spooked! Dr. Kain, are

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?

just sprained her ankle, and some pain relief ointment and a gentle massage will do the trick. In fact, she'd probably be able to

Aren't you going to give her antibiotics or something? How about an X-ray? What if she does have a fracture in her

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