Afterwards, Cheyenne quietly reached out and touched his ear, causing her fingertips to recoil from the heat.
“Iker, thank you. Whether it’s your affection or your life-saving grace, this ‘thank you’ comes straight from my heart.”
Of course Iker knew she had secretly touched his earlobe; he was just pretending not to notice.
“Uh-huh.”
How nice it would be if they could keep walking down this road forever. But even the longest road has an end point. The light on the second floor was right in front of them; all they needed to do was push open that door and Iker would have to return Cheyenne back to someone else. He stood at the doorway for a few seconds.
Cheyenne sensed his change in mood and couldn’t help but laugh. “Master Iker, are you a bat? Do you only like thinking in dark environments?”
“My feet are still bleeding; who knows how much chicken soup I’ll need later on.”
Upon hearing this, Iker felt guilty for spacing out earlier and put her down gently. “I’m sorry; my mind wandered off for a bit there. Let’s go find someone to treat your wound.”
“How about Lilah? She’s my assistant and is working with me tonight.”
“Okay.”
He helped Cheyenne sit down on a chair in the hallway before going off to find someone at the nurse’s station.
It didn’t take long before Lilah arrived with him.
When Lilah saw that Cheyenne’s foot was bleeding, she was surprised for a moment before opening up her medical kit and using water first to rinse away any dirt on the wounded place.
Then she used alcohol wipes followed by hydrogen peroxide disinfectant… and finally wrapped everything up neatly with gauze bandages.
Cheyenne looked at her newly bandaged leg while gritting her teeth in pain. “What bad luck! The real culprit got away while I became crippled instead!”
Iker felt heartbroken seeing that she still had enough energy left over after everything that happened earlier just so she could make jokes like these – he clenched his lips tightly without getting angry or losing composure. “Were you chasing after someone when you went into the morgue?”
“Yeah… a nurse tricked me into going into Kate’s room earlier but then suddenly there was this man wearing black clothes with a mask who tried killing me! Luckily I managed to escape and called security – he ran away because he didn’t want anyone finding out who he really is.”
“I chased him all the way into morgue,” said Cheyenne as an explanation of why they ended up there together now
Lilah listened intently beside them – scared stiff by what had happened: “Miss Lawrence…someone actually wanted kill YOU? That’s too terrifying!”
She thought colleagues trying to smear each other over some job title were was scary enough, but never did it cross her mind that life-threatening situations could happen too!
It seemed being a doctor wasn’t such an easy profession after all…
Cheyenne nodded calmly, “Hmm… that person gave me a familiar feeling, but unfortunately… he escaped.” She still hasn’t figured out how he managed to escape.
When Iker heard that she had been stabbed, his first thought was to come and personally protect her tomorrow. “Cheyenne, besides your foot… are there any other injuries?”
Cheyenne shook her head. “No, don’t worry.”
After talking about her situation, Cheyenne absentmindedly touched her white chin and fixed her gaze on Iker. “What about you? Why did you come to the hospital so late? And… why did you go to the morgue?”
Iker was about to explain when a soldier in deep green camouflage ran over. “Captain, I finally found you! Monica’s condition is not good. The political commissar wants you to go see her immediately.”
Upon hearing this news, Iker nodded lightly. “Okay, I’ll go now.” He turned his head and wanted to say goodbye to Cheyenne before asking Barrett if he should send her back to the office or…
“Don’t worry,” Cheyenne interrupted him before he could finish speaking. “Don’t forget that I’m a doctor and also the director of this hospital! What happened with your soldier? Why don’t we go together?”
Iker hesitated because of Cheyenne’s injured foot.
“It’s okay,” she reassured him quickly. “Doctors use their hands for diagnosing illnesses and acupuncture treatments – not their feet! Don’t worry; let’s hurry up since it’s an emergency situation.”
She said it so decisively that they left without further discussion.
Lilah watched them leave with envy written all over her face: Miss Lawrence is amazing! Not only is she Kate’s best friend but also plays video games with national idol Reece; Lawyer Lara who previously sent roses was charming too; now there’s another cool military guy!
What kind of price does one have to pay in order become as amazing as Miss Lawrence?
Meanwhile Barrett remained stunned in place for quite some time: “Ca-Captain…did he get possessed by something?”
Lilah glanced back at the soldier and chuckled, “Let’s go, or we’ll get scolded later.”
Barrett saw a girl so cute for the first time. She was smiling brightly in front of him, and her young face turned red.
“Yeah, it’s in room 303.”
Room 303.
Cheyenne felt that the world was really small when she arrived here. Kate was in room 302, and now she came to visit another patient in room 303.
A group of soldiers stood outside room 303 with varying degrees of injuries but still standing tall like a row of unyielding poplar trees. It could be seen that Iker as their leader must also be a tough guy.
“Lilah… go find some people to bandage them up and check those who need it as soon as possible.”
“Yes, Miss Lawrence.”
When they saw the cold-faced captain accompanied by a beautiful female doctor coming towards them, their dull eyes suddenly brightened up with gossip vibes.
Iker nodded lightly. “Go ahead; you guys handle your wounds first.”
“Yes!”
He then entered the ward with Cheyenne.
Room 303 was an ordinary ward where four patients were housed together. The one closest to the door was a short-haired female soldier who looked about twenty-five or six years old. Her face had been tanned darkly by sun exposure and two smudges of oil paint were applied on her cheeks.
She should have been an imposing female warrior on the battlefield but now curled up because of pain; sweat beads covered her forehead.
When she saw Iker coming over, she struggled to get up for saluting him.
“No need; just stay lying down,” he said calmly.
“This is Miss Cheyenne Lawrence from Hopedale Hospital; she came here to treat you.”
“Okay.”
Monica gritted her teeth slowly pulled up her pants leg revealing legs bitten all over by insects which made flesh fall off like snake scales showing black veins coiling around them like earthworms.
Cheyenne had never seen such condition before so her mind went blank for a moment.