Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Chapter 215 Do You Treat All Your Patients Like This?

Everleigh warmed a glass of milk, put it on the bedside table and said, "It's getting late. Drink some milk before you go to bed."

Theodore hummed and didn't even raise his head.

When Everleigh saw that he didn't want to drink it immediately, she couldn't help but say, "It doesn't taste good when it's cold. I've tested the temperature. It's not too hot now. It's just right."

Hearing this, Theodore looked up from the book and asked, "Do you treat all your patients like this?" "What?"

"Do you nag everyone?"

Everleigh was stunned for a moment. She pursed her lips and was speechless for a second.

She really wanted to fight back. How could a doctor be so patient as to serve a patient? This was not a doctor's job, but he still blamed her for nagging. If it wasn't for her guilt, she wouldn't have come here to work as a nurse. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Everleigh suppressed her anger and said, "Drink it later. I'll go out first."

"Wait a minute," he stopped her.

Everleigh turned around and saw him put down his book, pick up the glass and drink the milk. Then, she stopped.

"It's a little hot. Sit down for a while."

"Oh." Everleigh hesitated for a while, thinking that she would need to bring out the glass anyway, and that it was troublesome to go in and out. She sat down on the sofa beside the bed and hugged a pillow. Theodore drank his milk slowly, and the two of them didn't say anything. Everleigh's gaze fell on the blanket and she noticed that he was reading a French book.

"Is this a novel?" Everleigh asked casually.

When they were studying in university, Theodore was studying in the Foreign Language Department. To attend the same class as him, Everleigh chose the French class from their foreign language department. At that time, the lecturer was French. He had blond hair, blue eyes and was very gentlemanly. He had a kind of romantic characteristic unique to French people. Every time he attended the class, he would wear a suit and tie.

the inside of the page. He turned it over to let Everleigh look at the book cover. "How much French do

didn't learn it very well at that time and I don't usually use it, so I've almost forgotten everything. I

of words on the cover, Everleigh tried to translate them,

to have read

"What?"

name of the female protagonist in the book." "What's it

of a noble, Anna,

Did she meet the son of the farm

the stories involved love, most of them had a fixed storyline. It was either a

Anna in

Anna met a photographer and fell

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Department, but his voice was like a television program's host, deep and magnetic. It sounded like he was reading a foreign document. It was easy for others to be immersed in the story that he was telling, even

knowing whether it was because she was fascinated by the story or because she was obsessed with the French lines, he occasionally

a junior back then. Basically, it

the students in the room were listening to the blonde French professor's lecture on the stage. Most of them were sleepy. At that time, Theodore had been angry at Everleigh, refusing to speak to her

him all kinds of messages during the class. He kept listening to the sound of his phone vibrating,

the lab with her lecturer and did all the operating exercises throughout the night. She

The graceful French professor on the stage was also looking at her. Her instinct told her that he was taking her attendance. Everleigh raised her hand reflexively and answered with a loud and

crowd burst into

was in a daze. She kept glancing at Josephine from the corner of her eyes, "What's

told you to

suddenly came to her senses and