NovelUSAChapter 474: "No, I'm okay, really," Rachel insisted, a bit too quickly, her voice edged with a hint of panic.
Perplexed by her reaction, Andres was about to press the matter when a faint, metallic smell—an unmistakable scent of blood-caught his attention. It was coming from her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis expression shifted to worry, yet he remained silent, respecting her privacy.
However, as the car's journey continued, Rachel noticed they were not on the path to her home. Instead, the vehicle slowed to a stop outside a hospital. Confusion marred her features as she turned to him.
"Why are we here?" Rachel asked, her voice tinged with alarm.
Andres met her gaze, his tone gentle yet firm. “It's tto take care of that wound, Rachel." Rachel blinked, caught off guard. "You..." "You're wondering how I knew, aren't you?" Andres interjected gently, his gaze softening. Rachel nodded silently.
As he parked the car, he turned to her with a concerned look. "When I approached you earlier, I detected the scent of blood. Given the notorious reputation of the..." The Carpenter estate is hardly a place for a leisurely visit. If Brian emerged without a scratch, it suggests you shielded him." Rachel's eyes filled with tears at his words, the emotional weight of the evening overwhelming her. She hastily wiped them away, trying to downplay her injuries. "It's really just a scratch. I have sointment at home; a hospital visit seems unnecessary." Andres's expression hardened slightly with determination. "Let's leave such assessments to medical professionals. Considering the risks associated with the Carpenter estate, I won't be at peace until a doctor has seen you." Faced with his insistence and her mounting discomfort, Rachel acquiesced. The pain was indeed intensifying, and proper medical attention could hasten her healing. Reluctantly, she agreed, understanding that this was for the best.
See more chapters at gilnovco As Andres ushered Rachel into the private hospital, his VIP status ensured swift entry, and a doctor saw her without delay.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn the examination room, the doctor-a woman with a calm demeanor-asked Rachel to explain her symptoms before instructing, "Please remove your jacket and lift your top so I can examine the extent of your injuries." Complying without hesitation, Rachel peeled off her soaked jacket. The exposure revealed multiple lacerations across her back, stark against her skin. The rain-soaked fabric had clung to her body, worsening the severity of the wounds. The sight of them now was unmistakable, and Rachel feared how visible they might have been had she not been able to conceal them earlier.
"These wounds need thorough cleaning and disinfection to prevent infection," the doctor advised gently, noting the seriousness of the injuries. "I need you to remove your top for proper treatment."
Aware of Andres's presence and feeling somewhat self-conscious, Rachel hesitated. She glanced at him, her expression one of mild apprehension. Sensing the need for privacy, the doctor tactfully intervened. "Sir, perhaps it would be appropriate for you to wait outside during the examination."
"Oh, of course. My apologies," Andres said quickly, exiting the room without another word.
Rachel began to remove her clothes, one hand struggling while the other lacked the strength to gth to assist. The effort was clearly painful. Finally, the doctor spoke, her tone compassionate. "It seems you're having difficulty. Would you liketo cut it off to ease the process?"
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