Mitchel maintained his composure and spoke in a clear, steady voice.
âIs something wrong? Typically, when someone wants to show gratitude or apology, they treat the other person to a meal.
â
He was right, but Ariana sensed that something was amiss.
Was it normal for him to ask her so bluntly to invite him to dinner? He didnât seem pushy.
In fact, his serious demeanor and businesslike tone suggested otherwise.
Could he possibly have feelings for her? That seemed impossible.
They had just met, and he was young and incredibly handsome.
Undoubtedly, he must be quite popular at the hospital.
There couldnât be any romantic interest from him towards a married, pregnant woman like her.
Moreover, it wasnât unreasonable for him to ask her to treat him to dinner.
After all, he had helped her against his own conscience, and she felt the need to repay him somehow.
Instead of racking her brain to come up with a way to repay him, she might as well take him up on his offer and treat him to dinner.
âOf course.
When are you available?â Ariana responded with generosity.
Mitchel cast his gaze downward and spoke devoid of emotion.
âIâm busy.
I donât have the time.
â
Ariana was caught of guard by his response.
âAnd besides, thereâs a rule in the hospital that doctors cannot accept any benefits from patients.
â
As she looked at his righteous face, Ariana was at a loss for words.
âDo you still feel uncomfortable?â Mitchel shifted the conversation to something important, picking up the medical record and flipping through its pages.
His hands were exquisite, with slender fingers that showcased neatly manicured and impeccably clean nails.
Ariana stretched her shoulders and hands, cautiously assessing the sensations.
âNo, Iâm just feeling dizzy.
â
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âHow about your belly? Are you still experiencing any pain?â Mitchel set aside the medical record and looked at her intently.
âI donât feel any pain,â Ariana replied.
Mitchel nodded, jotting something down on the medical record.
He explained, âBased on the examination results, youâre currently fine, but the smoke you inhaled can still be harmful to the baby.
Youâll need to undergo regular check-ups in the future.
Additionally, your ankle is seriously injured, so youâll require some time to recover.
â
Only then did Ariana notice the gauze wrapped around her ankle.
âWhy doesnât it hurt? Am I disabled?â
She peered at her ankle, asking a rather foolish question.
Mitchel remained composed, patiently responding as if she were his student.
âNo, you can still walk.
The medicine I applied has an anesthetic effect.
Youâll start feeling the pain once the anesthesia wears off.
â
âOkay,â she muttered, her brow furrowing with concern about her mobility in the days to come.
Her gaze shifted to the empty bed beside her, and she inquired, âHow is my husband doing?â
Mitchel adjusted his glasses and spoke earnestly.
âTheodoreâs physical condition is much better than yours.
Although he also inhaled a significant amount of smoke, heâs recovering faster.
Aside from a few bruises, heâs fine.
Although he does have a peculiar quirkââ
Mitchel paused, momentarily puzzled.
Finally, he came to a conclusion.
âBoth of you are quite peculiar.
â
At that moment, the sound of a wheelchair sliding reached their ears.
Horace wheeled Theodore into the room.
As soon as Theodore entered the room, he saw that the male doctor and Ariana were chatting cheerfully.
Seeing Arianaâs relaxed smile, Theodore suddenly became alert to the doctor.