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Chapter 11 I'm Toast

Chapter 11 I'm Toast

Dr. Sullen didn't know what to say.

For God's sake... He wanted to take back what he said!

What was wrong with people these days?! Why did everyone like Keith so much?!

Dr. Sullen couldn't understand at all, "Is he, a businessman, more professional than me, a doctor?

Angelina smiled faintly with arched eyes, "Dr. Sullen, there's no doubt that you are more professional in this. You are a professional doctor, doing your work with a calling, helping others with a noble passion and saving lives with your professional medical knowledge. It's just... Emm... I want Mr. Fuller to help me apply the medicine."

'Oh! Her tone is so sweet and soft.' Dr. Sullen thought to himself and was delighted by her string of compliments.

But Dr. Sullen's rationality prevailed and he said, "But Mr. Fuller is probably busy right now. I don't think he has time to do this right now. You can ask him to help you apply the medicine at night."

At that moment, a low voice suddenly came from behind him. "I have time for this now."

Dr. Sullen was stunned. He had never been proven wrong so quickly.

Angelina was a little stunned as well. Why was everything different from what she had imagined?

Without knowing when, Keith had already returned from outside. Just when Dr. Sullen said he might be busy, he happened to come in.

Applying the medicine to her did not require any technical skill, and Dr. Sullen had said that before just to tease Angelina.

Now Dr. Sullen looked at his friend next to him, and the smile in his eyes was very obvious. He said, "Now, why don't you help Miss Jefferson apply the ointment?" Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He then handed the prepared ointment directly to Keith and said, "Just apply the ointment, don't rub it. The ointment must be applied several times and only a small amount each time."

Keith then replied in a light tone, "Do you have anything else?"

Dr. Sullen looked at Keith, then at Angelina, and suddenly understood. He immediately replied, "Well, it looks like it's time for me to get off work. I won't bother you two anymore."

Listening to their conversation, Angelina, who was lying on the hospital bed, had only one thought in her mind.

'Oh... I'm toast...'

Angelina hadn't had time to put her hand out from under the blanket to stop Dr. Sullen, nor had she had time to ask him to wait...

Dr. Sullen just walked away without looking back.

She silently stopped her movement, put her hand back under the blanket, and secretly grabbed the blanket from inside.

The last time she ran away after flirting with the man in front of her in a top-floor hotel suite, this time he caught her right away! She even took the initiative to ask him to put the ointment on her!

'Did he agree to come because he wants to get back at me? Will he deliberately cripple my feet and say something cold to me like, 'You little troublemaker, do you still want to run? Will it be like this?' Angelina had a moment of wild imagination.

However, she quickly forgot about the melodramatic plot that would only appear in those romance novels. The most important thing for her right now was to get this over with.

Angelina blinked and said quietly, "Mr. Fuller, you are not trained to administer medicine to others, are you? Then don't bother. I can ask the nurse to help me."

Keith looked at her and spoke slowly, "Miss Jefferson, wouldn't you like me to help you apply the ointment?"

Angelina said with a thoughtful tone, "Well, Mr. Fuller, I just remembered that you have such a high social status that I couldn't bear to bother you with your perfect hands applying the ointment to me!"

She was very articulate and gave a really good reason in a flattering way.

Well, she thought he would be happy and agree with her flattery and not apply the ointment to her.

As she expected, after she finished flattering him, Keith took a few steps forward, bent down, and placed the ointment on the nightstand next to the hospital bed.

Angelina secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I'll press the call button myself. Mr. Fuller, thank you for coming. Don't be bothered."

As Keith stood beside her and looked at her arched, smiling eyes and eyebrows, he knew she didn't want him to help her apply the ointment.

Keith deliberately changed his voice a little and said in a low voice, "Miss Jefferson, help me a little."

Angelina was a little confused, "Huh?"

Keith bent down slightly, stretched out his arms and held his wrists out to her.

Angelina wondered what he meant and how she could help him.

Then, the next second, she saw this man, who she knew as Ishmael Fuller, her future fiancé, slowly said two words through his thin lips, "Unbutton these."

She knew she shouldn't think too much about this man, but when she heard his voice, she couldn't help but feel as if her heart had skipped a beat.

This man's voice was different from Might Keith's voice, but there were some similarities between their voices.

Might Keith's voice was very sexy and seductive!

And she had to admit that her fiancé Ishmael, who was standing in front of her, also had a very sexy voice... It was just that his voice was more natural and a little more relaxed. Still, she was so attracted to his voice!

Angelina couldn't help but associate the man in front of her with Might Keith, and she even began to fantasize about what Might Keith looked like. Would he be as handsome as the man in front of her?

Seeing her hesitate, Keith felt that she didn't understand what he meant, so he further explained, "Help me unbutton my cuffs."

Enchanted by his magical voice, Angelina involuntarily pulled her hand out of the blanket and began to help him undo his cuffs.

Her light and slender fingers were very adept at unbuttoning, which Keith had noticed the last time. Whether it was the buttons on his shirt or the custom-made cuffs, she could undo them in a few swift moves.

As she unbuttoned his cuffs for him, he felt her fingers brush against his palms from time to time, and it was as if a current ran through his palms, making them feel limp and numb.

Keith and Angelina were both stunned. Angelina hurriedly sped up the movements of her fingers and then handed him the two silver handcuffs in her palm and said, "Done. Here."

However, Keith took off his suit jacket and said, "Wait a minute.

Angelina was dumbfounded and thought to herself, 'Why did he take off his clothes?!'

She saw him gently roll up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing his strong wrist.

Then, of course, he picked up the ointment that was on the side and asked, "This is the right foot, right?"

Angelina felt like she couldn't find her voice and could only watch as he walked around to her right side.

So the reason she helped him undo his cuffs was to make it easier for him to apply the ointment to her?

With the ointment in his hand, Keith slowly lifted the corner of the blanket with his other hand.

In an instant, Angelina felt as if she were facing a formidable enemy and shrank back into the blanket before he could uncover it. All her reactions were out of her instinct.

Her movement was so great that she accidentally pulled the wound on her ankle, and she instinctively let out a soft cry of pain that was so tender and pitiful. If she had tears in her eyes at that moment, perhaps no one could refuse her any request.

Keith still kept his well-mannered appearance and said in a low voice, "Miss Jefferson, since you asked for my help, I couldn't refuse you. Or..."

After a moment's pause, a faint smile appeared on his thin lips as he asked, "Miss Jefferson, are you shy?"

Angelina could still feel the pain in her ankle. She looked up at him and said in a pathetic tone, "Well, thank you, Mr. Fuller."

Not expecting her sudden change of attitude, nor understanding why she suddenly agreed, Keith just whispered, "If it hurts, tell me."

Angelina took the initiative and lifted a corner of her blanket to reveal her swollen right ankle.

Her delicate and tender feet were well cared for, even her nails were carefully manicured, making them look round and beautiful.

And then Keith looked away. He opened the lid of the ointment, dropped a few drops into his palm, and rubbed his palms a little.

His sleeves were rolled up slightly, and his large and slender hands were so attractive as he performed these actions.

Feeling the warmth in his palm, Keith leaned over to Angelina and was about to apply the ointment to her ankle.

But just at that moment...

Angelina exclaimed softly in a trailing, seductive tone, "Ahh..." Her look was so pure, but it seemed as if she was born to be seductive.