At Imperial Hospital,
Deming walked in with Lifen in his arms, "Murphy, have you prepared the ward and asked Dr.Collin to come over". Seeing his devil boss in concerned mode, Murphy was stunned. He responded to him in a slightly hasty tone, "Yes Boss, it"s all prepared. This way..."
Lifen stupefied with way she is being treated, "It"s okay. It"s just an ankle sprain, why are you making it look like I have broken my legs or soon I will be dying. Put me on the wheelchair, there is no need to carry me all the way".
Deming furrowed his brows, "What absurd things are you sprouting out? And have you forgotten about the contract terms, you have to do whatever I say. And right now, let me carry you or else it will lead to breach or contract "
Murphy didn"t knew what was going on in Deming"s head , it"s not as simple as it is looking. But right now, the concern in his eyes are genuine as if he wanted to protect her with all his might.
Upon reaching the ward, Deming put Lifen down gently on the bed. His moves were extremely gentle as he was afraid that he would hurt her.
Looking at him treating her this way, Lifen was felt strange. She was bewildered. He was in a strange personality which was far away from the one she had known.
Soon there were speeding footsteps outside the room. A middle aged man in white coat entered in the ward, "Good afternoon Mr.w.a.n.g, I am sorry I am a little late. But believe me I was involved in a operation which can"t be left in the mid way". The doctor"s eyes were apologetic.
The warm eyes of Deming was suddenly replaced with the cold demeanor, "Check her fast. I think she had sprained her ankle". The doctor was dumbfounded. Was he just brought here so urgently for a sprained ankle. But he didn"t dare to speak anything at this moment.
Someone was more dumbfounded than the doctor. It was none other than Lifen. She couldn"t believe her eyes. The one in front of her was the famous orthopedist of the country, Dr. Collin. He was well known for his works not only in Country A but also in several other countries.
Dr.Collin looked at the girl sitting on the bed. He went to her and greeted her with his warm words, "Good afternoon. You are such a sweet girl, how did you get your ankle sprained? Let me take a look".
Lifen nonchalantly nodded to his words and let the doctor a.n.a.lyze her ankle. He gently took her foot in hands and twisted it slightly. "Ouch!", Lifen spurted out while clutching Deming"s arms tightly. Instantly something ached again in Deming"s chest. He glared at the doctor with his cold eyes.
"It"s okay. Now try to move your foot", Dr.Collin said in a hurried tone as his gaze met with Deming. Obeying the doctor, Lifen twisted her ankle and to her joy, her ankle was much better now. The ankle sprain was gone. She said in a joyful tone, "Thank You Dr.Collin, I think my ankle is much better now".
Dr.Collin looked at Deming who was staring at the girl beside him, "Don"t worry Mr.w.a.n.g, your girlfriend is fine now. There are some medicines that I will prescribe to her to boost the strength of her bones. There is nothing to worry".
Girlfriend!
Upon hearing Dr.Collin referring her as Deming"s girlfriend, Lifen was about to clear when Deming said in an amused tone, "Thanks Dr.Collin for treating my girlfriend. I will make sure, my girlfriend takes the medicines on time"
Lifen was dumbfounded with the way Deming was emphasizing the word girlfriend in his every sentence.
Girlfriend? When did I become his girlfriend and what was he not clearing the things.
Dr.Collin and Murphy both were stupefied with the sudden change in Deming. But soon the walked out of the room. Murphy went after the doctor to take his prescription.
"What was that? Why didn"t you clear up the misunderstandings before? Who is your girlfriend?" Lifen said in a sharp tone.
Deming lifted his brows at her. "Sorry, I mean it would be better if you can clear the misunderstandings of Dr.Collin . He is considering me as your girlfriend. Isn"t that inappropriate for your image, Boss", Lifen said in a much softer tone.
Deming grinned,"How is that inappropriate? Actually it"s quite amusing. I like it."
Hearing this Lifen clenched her fist. She wanted to punch hard on Deming but she couldn"t do anything at this moment. She shook her head, "No problem, Boss".
"Don"t call me Boss. It"s not for you. Call me something else",Deming said in annoyed tone.
"Then what should I call you? Boss is the most appropriate way to address the superior at work", Lifen seemed confused.
"Call me Sweetheart. It will be interesting",Deming said being as cool as cuc.u.mber.
Lifen was stunned and even Murphy who was back at the door coughed hard.