DreameNovelUnlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE callsooner? How are you taking care of him?" Quinn pressed her lips together; she had totally spaced that he was still on an IV.
Alexander said, "It's not her fault. I asked her to step out." The nurse glared at Alexander, scolding, "Couldn't you press it yourself?" She sighed, took out the needle, and checked his temperature.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"The fever's down. Rest up and don't catch a cold again," she said.
Then she told Quinn, "Keep an eye on him. He needs another IV in eight hours." Quinn nodded in understanding.
The nurse cleaned up and left, drops of blood from the needle hitting the floor.
Quinn looked at the blood on the floor and then at Alexander.
He gave her a pitiful, weak look.
Quinn pulled up a chair and sat down, asking again, "What was with the blood on you yesterday?" "I told you, it was from helping an injured old man," Alexander insisted.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmQuinn shot him a cold look. "Forget it then."
'There wasn't even an old man. Even if there was, he wouldn't have helped. Is he the type to help an old man?" she thought. Alexander sighed, looking at her helplessly.
"There's nothing to say. Even if I did, what would it change?" His voice was hoarse and weak, like he was on his last legs. Quinn went quiet.
Alexander reached out and held her hand, continuing, "Sthings, lance is enough. As long as you're okay, it doesn't matter what happens to me."
Visit our social media platform to read fascinating stories every day and connect with the community!
