Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 57

Alex was more lost than ever. "Why did it happen, then? We have to get to the bottom of this, don't we? Mr. Lewis had a nosebleed!"

Jacob glanced at Tiffany and coughed awkwardly. "I'll prescribe him a little something. I've already spoken to him about the reason for the nosebleed; he'll deal with it himself."

"Well... alright, then. Thanks, Dr. Harvey." Alex was still curious about the cause.

He pulled out his phone to Google the different causes of nosebleeds. He wanted to see whether any of them would match Vincent's symptoms.

Tiffany couldn't help feeling moved when she saw this. Alex was so nice to Vincent.

Jacob turned back to Alex after packing his things. When he saw Alex checking the causes of nosebleeds, he coughed again and said, "That's enough searching online. Come and get the medicine with me. Mr. Lewis is waiting for it." "Okay." Alex put his phone down and turned to Tiffany. "I'll go get the medication with Dr. Harvey. You should stay here to take care of Mr. Lewis."

He left with Jacob without giving her the chance to say anything. Almost as soon as the door shut behind them, Tiffany heard the sound of a glass shattering inside the lounge.

It jolted her to her feet; she hurried over to push the door open. "Mr. Lewis!"

which was covered in pieces of glass. Tiffany ran over to him when she saw he was almost touching the glass. She grabbed his hand and said, "There's glass all over the floor, Mr. Lewis. What are you looking for? I'll get it for you." "My

phone. Soon, she saw it stuck between

her arm wasn't long enough. Despite having her whole arm inside the

in place, so they couldn't be moved. Tiffany could only use her small stature to lean even closer while reaching as far as she could. Suddenly, she felt something cool brush against her fingers. "Got

it out when Vincent

now that Vincent was facing her. It even seemed like

at her face up close, the fire he'd barely

Tiffany

but forgot her arm was still lodged between the bed and bedside table. A

pain. Vincent sat up and asked, "What's

care less about himself, though. He grabbed a towel and pressed

arm out slowly; her shoulder had

want to exacerbate the injury," Vincent said.

her shoulders. He held her firmly while pulling

in so much pain