Twenty minutes later, the car pulled up in front of Walker Hospital.
Yolanda Taylor pushed open the door to get out, but just as her feet hit the ground, she felt dizzy.
Martin Anderson had come around, “I’ll help you.”
She looked up at him and nodded, lifting her hand into his.
Martin Anderson helped her close the car door and head inside the hospital, but just as she reached the hospital entrance, Yolanda Taylor threw up.
She had been poured a lot of alcohol by Joel Smith today, although she had a good capacity for alcohol, but then she had been chased by Joel Smith for almost half an hour, her stomach had turned over a long time ago, and just now inside the car she was in pain, she had thought that she could hold out until she went to the restroom, but she didn’t expect to throw up just as she reached the door.
She was glad she wasn’t drunk and didn’t throw up on Martin Anderson, otherwise she would have felt even more guilty.
“Sorry.”
“It’s okay, your- your face, who hit you?”
Just now in the parking lot’s dim light, Martin Anderson didn’t notice that her right cheek was a little red and swollen, and only now when they arrived at the hospital entrance and the light was grand, Martin Anderson saw that Yolanda Taylor’s right cheek was a little red and swollen.
His face immediately sank, but Yolanda Taylor laughed a little, “Joel Smith hit, but I also bit him, no loss.”
Martin Anderson just wanted to ask how she ended up in Joel Smith’s hands, but thinking about what Joel Smith said just now before he left, he more or less understood.
It was probably because Joel Smith had used some means, otherwise with Yolanda Taylor’s brain, it was impossible for her to fall into Joel Smith’s trap by herself.
However, this moment is not the time to care about this, seeing that her lips are white and her body is very hot, Martin Anderson simply picked her up, “Don’t mind, you can’t walk in this condition.”
After throwing up, Yolanda Taylor’s stomach was much more comfortable, she looked at Martin Anderson: “I don’t mind, I’m just afraid of being photographed by others.”
Young Master Anderson, three years ago went abroad to study for a doctorate, only returned not long ago, is Borden City’s hot new aristocrat figure, she such a woman in the circle has no reputation, and he got involved in a piece, the only one who suffers is Martin Anderson.
Martin Anderson laughed: “What time is it, you still think about this! They can talk if they like, I’d like to see if they can say a flower!” Yolanda Taylor laughed and didn’t say anything else obnoxious.
There were a lot of people in the emergency room at night, but there was only one patient like Yolanda Taylor, who was suffering from trauma and internal injuries and had a fever.
Martin Anderson took her to treat the abrasions on her palms before taking her back to the hospital room for an IV.
Yolanda Taylor’s cheeks were swollen, Martin Anderson saw that she was drowsy, so he went out and bought her some tea eggs from a street stall.
By the time he returned, Yolanda Taylor was fully asleep, but her brow was furrowed as she dreamed about something.
He raised an eyebrow and picked up the phone he had just bought and went into the restroom to wash it before coming out and wrapping the eggs around her to help her go swell.
Yolanda Taylor had a dream about the first time she met Gwen Fox.
She was the captain of the school’s ceremonial team and was following the school’s leaders to dinner.
Just entered the door and saw Gwen Fox sitting at the table, the man’s expression was cold, the impatience between the brows was very obvious, noticed her sight, he looked at her for a moment, Yao Liang’s black eyes slightly raised, he suddenly hooked his lips and smiled a little.
When he smiled, there was a small pear swirl on both sides, and she was instantly drunk into it.
Later one day after class, he stood under the old tree in their complex smoking a cigarette, saw her walking over, and the first thing he said was, “Are you interested in being my lover?”
He was exhaling smoke when he said this, and his whole face was shrouded inside that smoke, making it unreal for her to see.
However, as soon as the image turned, she dreamt that Joel Smith had slapped her, and he was watching indifferently from the side, with no semblance of movement within his eyes.
Joel Smith’s slap didn’t so much hit her in the face as it did her heart.
It hurt so much that she couldn’t breathe.