Jarrodâs voice was laced with malice as he turned to Roscoe.
âCan you treat a torn wound?â
Roscoe met Jarrodâs taunting look with detachment.
âOf course.
â
Jarrodâs smirk twisted as he dared.
âThen examine her.
Iâm eager to witness it.
â
âIâll arrange an infusion for the patient first, then tend to the wound,â Roscoe stated, typing into the computer before instructing Jarrod, âYou can fetch the medicine now.
â
With a cold smile, Jarrod departed.
Roscoe maintained his distance, opting to stand by the computer.
He asked Nicole, âHow can I help you? What do you want me to do?â
Nicole remained silent, simply shaking her head in response.
Shortly after, Jarrod entered with medication in hand.
Observing the space between Nicole and Roscoe, a flicker of curiosity crossed Jarrodâs eyes.
Jarrod extended the medicine to Roscoe, questioning, âDoes she need to start with an infusion or should she be applied with the medicine first?â
Handing the medication to a nurse, Roscoe instructed, âShe can apply the medicine at home.
Start with an infusion for now Jarrodâs eyebrows lifted in surprise.
âs BunnyBookery âArenât you going to apply medicine for her yourself?â
Looking up, Roscoeâs voice was soft but firm.
âNo.
If you require assistance, the nurse is available.
â
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Undeterred, Jarrodâs voice carried a hint of implication.
âIâll take care of the application myself.
â
Roscoe appeared not to register Jarrodâs words, turning his attention back to his work as the nurse finished administering the fluids.
Jarrod grabbed a cigarette and glanced at Roscoe from a short distance.
Roscoe, with his good looks and black-rimmed glasses, appeared innocent and non-threatening, much like the campus heartthrob.
A cold smirk crossed Jarrodâs face as he mused over Nicoleâs possible attraction to this type of men.
He pondered whether Roscoe had s@x before.
He didnât know whether Nicole and Roscoe had an affair or not.