Chapter 21 What are you afraid of
Violet felt especially embarrassed by the occasional colorful glances from the people around her, either curious or appreciative of the handsome guy and beautiful girl.
When they were close to the ninth floor, she purposely distanced herself from Mr. Green.
This way, they wouldn't appear too ambiguous.
The medical office of the Hall family on the ninth floor was very large and spacious, with complete medical equipment. It was obvious that Brady was willing to invest in employee welfare.
But in such a large medical office, there were only three specially appointed medical staff.
It seemed a bit sparsely populated.
Violet and Max knocked on the door and entered together.
One of the slightly older female doctors received them.
The female doctor recognized Max, so naturally, her first gaze went to him. She asked warmly, her voice full of concern, "Mr. Green, are you feeling unwell?"
"No, it's my employee, Ms. Devereux," Max shook his head and denied.
Only then did the female doctor shift her gaze to Violet, looking her up and down. Finally, she saw the bleeding scrape on her knee, and her tone instantly became more formal, without the previous warmth. "Oh, did Ms. Devereux fall?"
Violet nodded, "Yes, I fell."
"Go sit on the small bed inside, and I'll disinfect it for you," the female doctor spoke mechanically, devoid of personal interest.
Indeed, regular employees and supervisors were treated differently.
Violet thanked her and obediently sat on the white small bed inside, lifting her right leg for the doctor to disinfect.
"It's not a big deal, just remember not to let it touch water," the female doctor came over with iodine for disinfection.
She disinfected while giving instructions.
Violet listened and felt a little awkward.
She had said it was just a small injury, why did Mr. Green insist on coming?
Sigh—Violet sighed softly in her heart.
"Wait a moment," as the female doctor was halfway through applying the iodine, there suddenly came the sound of footsteps from outside. Then, another female doctor entered from another room, looking anxious. She said, "Mia, step outside for a moment."
"What's the matter?" the female doctor turned calmly and looked at her with some confusion.
It was a bit inexplicable.
"Just come out first," the young female doctor didn't dare to call Mr. Hall directly in front of everyone. After all, Mr. Hall's visit for treatment was known to everyone, which wasn't quite appropriate.
"What's going on? Why so secretive?" the female doctor gave her a glance and handed the iodine bottle to Violet, saying, "Ms. Devereux, go ahead and apply it yourself. I have something to attend to."
"Okay," Violet didn't mind applying it herself.
After all, it was just a small scrape, not a big deal.
The female doctor stood up from her chair and left with the young female doctor.
Then, the two of them remained in the small room, Violet and Max. Violet was ready to take matters into her own hands and haphazardly apply some ointment to her wounds.
She had just dipped the cotton swab into a deep yellow iodine solution when Max snatched it from her hand, gentlemanly and warmly offering to help, "Let me do it."
How could Violet possibly let her boss take care of her wounds? She instantly pulled back her leg in an attempt to stop him.
"Uh... Mr. Green... I can do it myself..."
"What's wrong? Are you afraid?" Max, seeing her recoil her leg, no longer tried to hide his desire and longing. He reached out and grabbed her petite leg, bending down to apply the ointment, saying, "You are my employee, and if you get hurt during work, it is also my responsibility as your superior."
He made a valid point, and Violet found herself unable to argue. But there was still something that felt off. Yet, she couldn't quite put her finger on it. So, she could only obediently cooperate with him and let him apply the ointment.
Initially, it was supposed to be a quick procedure for the small wounds, but Max couldn't help but revel in the touch of Violet's delicate leg. He completely forgot to let go.
Violet was not accustomed to a man touching her, so she gently struggled to retrieve her leg.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard outside the door.
Quickly, the footsteps grew closer and closer. When Violet and Max turned around, Brady entered the room, one hand pressed against his forehead, which was slightly bleeding.
As soon as this man entered the room, the atmosphere instantly became inexplicable.
Especially when he entered, a group of assistants followed behind him, crowding this small room where wounds were being treated.
It was like those gangs in movies, a packed and oppressive atmosphere.
Of course, when Brady saw Violet and Max sitting together in a somewhat "ambiguous" manner,
with one half-kneeling and holding her exposed fair leg in the air, an intense look flashed in Brady's dark eyes instinctively.
However, Brady didn't let this fleeting intense look linger too long, and continued to press his forehead, which was oozing traces of blood, as he walked in.
Soon, the middle-aged female doctor who had just bandaged Violet and the young doctor also nervously followed him.
Both doctors completely ignored Violet and Max. In their eyes, there was only Brady. After all, Mr. Hall was the boss of the Hall family, and Violet and the others were just small characters.
"Mr. Hall, we will treat your wounds right away." The middle-aged female doctor busily went to find the medicine and band-aids for treating wounds, while the young female doctor swiftly began disinfecting Brady's forehead with alcohol swabs.
His wound was not deep, just a shallow cut, but blood was still oozing out.
Scarlet bloodstains hung on his handsome face.
Instead of looking disheveled, he exuded a kind of bloodthirsty sexiness.
This made the young doctor who was helping him with the wound cleaning become increasingly nervous, her heart beating faster and faster.
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