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!"

were drawn; only a few rays of sunlight filtered into the room. Vincent lay on the bed as he stretched out an arm to feel for something on the floor, which was covered in pieces of glass. Tiffany ran over to him when she saw he was almost touching

to search for the phone. Soon,

having her whole arm inside the gap, she still

in place, so they couldn't be moved. Tiffany could only use her small stature to lean even closer

to pull it out when Vincent turned to

was shortened now that Vincent was facing her. It even seemed like

stared at her face up close, the fire he'd barely managed to put

Lewis Tiffany

her arm was still lodged between the bed and bedside table. A sharp pain shot through

in pain. Vincent sat up

flowed more furiously. He couldn't care less about himself, though. He grabbed a towel and pressed it to

arm out slowly; her shoulder had already

want to exacerbate the injury," Vincent said.

the towel away and placed his hands on her shoulders. He held her firmly while pulling her arm out as slowly as possible. "Take it slow; don't rush this. Be

in so much