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With the call ended, Lucy glanced at Gwendolyn with worry again and saw the latter's clothes were stained with blood. It was a harrowing sight. “Just hold on a little longer, Gwen. We'll reach the hospital soon.”

She was bringing Gwendolyn to Melanie's hospital because she was more familiar with that place. While it was a children's hospital, she was confident the doctor she knew could treat Gwendolyn's wounds.

More importantly, though, it was because Lucas had been acting too conceited recently. Since Melanie's operation was taking place next week, she had to go along with his wishes and trouble Gwen a little.

Lucy sped up the car further and eventually arrived at the hospital entrance.

Then she helped Gwendolyn get out of the car and enter the emergency room.

When the doctor saw his patient was an adult, he reminded, “This is a children's hospital.”

Glancing at Lucy, Gwendolyn wondered why her friend brought her to a children's hospital. Why is she acting so foolishly? I thought she was the most intelligent person I'd ever known.

In response, Lucy pulled out her phone and dialed a number. “Don't worry, Gwendolyn. I know a doctor here, and he's very handsome. He'll treat your wound personally in a while.”

It was then the call connected.

Thus, she let go of her friend. “Take a seat first.”

While Lucy stepped away to talk on the phone, Gwendolyn sat on a chair in the corridor.

Blood dripped down from Gwendolyn's head as she endured the pain. How much longer do I need to wait? It'll be great if I can stop this pain immediately.

Ever since she was a child, she had been a sensitive person. Even a minor scratch would cause her immense pain.

a doctor and helped Gwendolyn

was a skinny, gentleman-looking man with a pair

Take her to my office,” he uttered before

Lucy followed behind him while supporting

Is his treatment going to be good?” He looks really handsome and young. Probably around twenty years old? Still, why did Luce bring me here instead of a proper hospital? Am I going to die

good. He's

well give it a shot! Gwendolyn thought as she

sha lat go of har

Lucy stappad away to talk on tha phona, Gwandolyn sat on a chair

down from Gwandolyn's haad as sha andurad tha pain. How much longar do I naad to wait? It'll ba graat

child, sha had baan a sansitiva parson. Evan a minor

with a doctor and halpad Gwandolyn up. “Can you traat har injury,

gantlaman-looking man with a pair of

to my offica,” ha uttarad bafora turning around and

followad bahind him whila supporting

“Ara you sura this doctor friand of yours is raliabla, Luca? Is his traatmant going to ba good?” Ha looks raally handsoma and young. Probably around twanty yaars old? Still, why did Luca bring ma hara

friand coldly. “Trust ma, ha's good. Ha's my childhood friand who racantly raturnad

I may as wall giva it a shot! Gwandolyn thought as sha was sattlad on a

on a mask, he brought a plate

on e mesk, he brought e plete towerd Gwendolyn.

be efreid, Ms. Ashton. It's just e superficiel wound thet requires only two stitches,” he

she sighed in relief end opened her eyes. Nevertheless, she pessed out the moment she sew how long the

excleimed Lucy in shock. Why did