Now, if it weren’t for the slip-up with the address for the dication change, she still wouldn’t know how long she’d keep it hidden.
Growing up as kids probably starts with secretly doing things behind adults’ backs, right?
Lawrence Winters touched her nose and said defiantly, "When did I ever sneak around? Kenneth knows! It’s not my fault you guys don’t know! Bla the excellent soundproofing of the room!"
"Kenneth knows too?!" Nick Zeller recalled Kenneth Osborne calling him this morning, hinting several tis that the wound might have caused Lawrence Winters’ high fever. Then he rembered after Edward Foster brought the family doctor ho, Kenneth Osborne moved out. He suddenly understood Kenneth Osborne’s feelings.
This is definitely jealousy!
After all, the real reason for Lawrence Winters’ fever, besides him and the Daoist, no one knew, and even if they did, no one would believe it.
Moreover, he misled Kenneth Osborne, saying it was the knife wound that caused inflammation leading to a high fever.
Tsk, let the misunderstanding be. Who doesn’t get jealous, throw a tantrum, or argue when dating?
Previously, he sowhat disliked Kenneth Osborne’s confidence, as if he was certain of Lawrence Winters.
Now it’s good; look at Lawrence’s pursuers, few but refined!
Nick Zeller happily drove to the private hospital of the Foster family’s doctor.
After parking, as he got out, he and Lawrence Winters happened to run into Edward Foster.
Lawrence Winters looked at the injuries on Edward Foster’s face in surprise, quickly asking, "What’s happened to you, little Foster? Haven’t seen you for two or three days, and you’ve gotten into a fight again?"
Edward Foster stiffened, putting on a pitiful act, and said aggrievedly, "How could I fight with soone? It’s your good fiancé Kenneth Osborne who did this! He just seed to have taken the wrong dicine and rushed over to beat up without saying a word!"
Then he emphasized again, "I didn’t fight back! I just..."
Lawrence Winters raised an eyebrow, looking very understanding, interrupting Edward Foster’s words, "...So you were actually beaten up by Kenneth one-sidedly? Right? Kenneth’s skills are formidable, even if you fought back, you wouldn’t stand a chance against him."
Her words still carried a hint of closeness and trust towards Kenneth Osborne, making Edward Foster almost vomit with anger.
Feeling extrely upset, he looked at Lawrence Winters and said discontentedly, "Hey! Regardless of the reason, I’m the one injured now! Can’t you comfort a bit?!"
"Okay, okay, I’ll comfort you." Lawrence Winters said with a smile, examining the swelling on Edward Foster’s face, "Your injury looks serious, but it’s not as bad as it seems; just apply so dication and rest at ho for a few days, and the swelling will go down."
After speaking, she raised her injured arm, saying, "See, my injury was serious; I only had a high fever for a few days. You’re not feverish, so you’re fine."
Edward Foster was so angry he jumped, "Is this comfort? You’re taking sides! You’re helping Kenneth Osborne evade responsibility!"
"I’m just stating the truth. Little Foster, be reasonable." Lawrence Winters was straightforward in front of Edward Foster, speaking freely.
Edward Foster almost had a heart attack, "How am I not being reasonable? I’m just too reasonable! Lawrence, you’re too biased!"
He was about to say, "You can’t be biased just because Kenneth Osborne is your fiancé," but upon lowering his eyes, he noticed that Lawrence Winters’ engagent ring was gone, and his heart suddenly filled with joy. He decided to stop making Kenneth Osborne sound bad.
At this mont, he needed to be magnanimous, more magnanimous.
What can a defeated general say about bravery?
Only the victor laughs last.
Nick Zeller listened silently on the side without speaking.
Thinking that Kenneth Osborne blad Lawrence’s fever entirely on Edward Foster and even beat him up.
It seems there’s a lot of jealousy here...
Well, that’s fine; no need to explain then.
He slightly curled his lips and followed Lawrence Winters and Edward Foster into the hospital.
With Edward Foster around, they quickly t the Foster family’s doctor.
Edward Foster said, "Take care of Miss Winters’ dication first; I’m not in a hurry, I can wait."
The doctor still examined his facial injuries briefly, confird it wasn’t serious, and then helped Lawrence Winters change her dicine.
When the splint was removed, a swollen red ridge appeared on Lawrence’s flawless arm.
The doctor sighed, "Your inflammation is quite severe; you had a fever, right? Why didn’t you co to the hospital earlier? If the fever got out of control..."
Nick Zeller smiled a bit guiltily, saying, "Luckily, it wasn’t too serious; the fever went down quickly, so we didn’t co."
"Oh, Miss Winters has good physical strength." The doctor nodded, applied dicine around the wound, fixed it with a new splint, and prescribed strong antibiotics, saying, "Take these twice a day, for three days, then co back for a check-up. If the inflammation clears, you can stop taking them; if not, you might need surgery."
Lawrence Winters and Edward Foster were startled.
"Surgery?!" Both exclaid in surprise.
"This is a knife wound; by criminal case standards, it’s almost considered minor injury." The doctor said seriously, "If you don’t understand, go look up criminal law. There might be rust on the knife, which can lead to tetanus. Your first doctor should have given you a tetanus shot; otherwise, your situation could be worse."
Lawrence Winters felt a bit scared, weakly asking, "...Is it really that serious? Will my wound leave a scar?"
Seeing that after all he had said, this girl was only worried about scarring, the doctor laughed in exasperation, "You’re only worried about scarring? If it were , I’d be worried about my life."
Nick Zeller scratched his head, feeling he had been too lenient towards Lawrence Winters.
He glared at her, planning to address it with her later.
Edward Foster hurriedly said, "Shouldn’t we check daily then? In case it gets worse?"
Lawrence Winters also looked nervously at the doctor.
The doctor shook his head, "The fever has subsided, so for now it’s fine. If the high fever persists or recurs, send her to the hospital imdiately, don’t delay."
"Understood, thank you, doctor." Lawrence Winters nodded obediently, no longer daring to joke about her life.
After her dication change, it was Edward Foster’s turn.
The doctor applied so liquid on his face, which made it look even more amusing with its greenish purple hues.
Lawrence Winters almost wanted to laugh, but then rembered it was Kenneth Osborne who beat Edward Foster to this state. Her heart filled with a strange sense of satisfaction.
Thinking that Kenneth Osborne wasn’t as indifferent to her as he seed...
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