My Darling, My Dearest

Chapter 2

"Please clear the room," Rachel said as she walked over to the bed. "I need to do a more thorough physical examination."

'Never thought that woman could be so straightforward. Doesn't she have an ounce of humor?' Michael thought. With his hands in his pockets, he sullenly left the ward. Jack followed him out of the door.

There were no other injuries on this woman's body aside from the bruises Rachel had initially seen. "Hook her up to an IV," Rachel told one of the nurses.

Jack had a foot out the door when he heard this, and came back inside, looking up and down at that woman, Celine Duan, carefully. "Is it serious?" he asked Rachel.

Rachel was busy writing a prescription on her clipboard. "It's just a cold. She needs to stay hydrated." Rachel handed a piece of paper to the nurse. "She just needs some medicine and then she'll be fine."

The ward fell silent again afterwards.

Michael, who came back after Jack, couldn't stand the silence anymore and went out.

The nurse came in to give infusion. But before the needle could enter her body, Celine Duan suddenly woke up.

"What are you doing? Who are you?" Celine Duan pushed the nurse away in horror.

Rachel was stunned. She didn't expect that a patient who was just unconscious could exert that much strength.

Jack rushed over and held her down. "Celine, you're in the hospital," he said, his voice with the uttermost tenderness. "You just need to take a drip."

But when Celine Duan saw Jack, it seemed as if she got even more agitated. "Who asked you to bring me here? Don't act so noble in front of me!" she screamed as she tried to shake him off.

Her shrill, sharp voice echoed in the ward, making Rachel's head ache.

Jack's hands were firmly planted on Celine Duan's shoulders. "Don't worry. We'll be back soon." He also signaled the nurse to come over.

Celine Duan was feeling furious. Her face was blushing, but her lips looked pale and weird, probably from her excessive drinking. When Celine Duan saw the nurse coming, she stretched her hand out and wanted to scratch the nurse badly.

The nurse felt frightened and immediately took a step back.

Because of the nurse's reflexes, Celine Duan missed. She then turned around to scratch Jack's neck. Just like that, Jack's neck had more scratch marks on it.

Jack had no choice but to grab Celine's hand to restrain her. But no matter what he did, he couldn't stop her.

"I don't want to see you, Jack! Get out of my way!" she shouted. Celine's wails blared across the quiet hospital.

While all of this was happening, Michael came in and watched the raucous scene in shock. Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

Rachel couldn't bear it anymore and came over. "Have you had enough? This is a hospital, not a scene of some TV drama!" she said.

Hearing Rachel, Celine calmed down a little.

Rachel grabbed a needle and injected it into Celine's hand.

"What?" Celine asked. She wanted to push the needle away, but Jack quickly stopped her.

Michael couldn't believe what was happening in front of him. 'Wow. I've never seen Rachel get angry like this.' He started at Rachel for a while as she expertly put the needle in a vein on Celine's hand.

After Celine's injection, Rachel sighed and returned to her office to take a quick break.

About an hour later, Rachel heard someone call her name.

"Doctor Rachel, the patient in Room 108 is looking for you."

She had no choice but to cut her rest short. Looking at her watch, she figured that the infusion was over.

When Rachel entered the ward, she found that Jack and Michael were waiting there.

"Your fever is gone," Rachel said after quickly taking Celine's temperature. "Just take your

medicine and you'll be fine."

"Okay," Celine mumbled. "It's time for you to get off work, isn't it?" Jack asked Rachel.

Rachel gave a prompt nod.

Jack helped Celine put her coat on, and then said to Rachel, "Let's go. You can get a ride from Michael."

"We can finally leave?" Michael said with relief, wiping his forehead with the back of his hand.

After quickly changing out of her doctor's clothes, Rachel made her way to the parking lot.

Upon getting there, she saw Jack was already driving away.

After Rachel sat down and belt up, Michael started the car. He seemed to be in a better mood now, even talking about what had just happened.

"It was such an unbelievable coincidence! When we were drinking with some of our men in JH Bar, we suddenly saw Celine being forced to drink by a group of people. It was really a crazy night! If it weren't for us, she would have been in danger," Michael said.

Rachel sat quietly on the passenger seat, looking straight ahead. "Watch out for that car in front," she warned.

"It's nothing," Michael said. He slowed down the car as he spoke. He was used to driving fast, so he didn't really think talking while driving was a problem. But since Rachel was with him, he slowed down a little.

After overtaking the vehicles in front, Michael

continued to talk. "Celine was not sober that time," he said. He looked at Rachel, who was still staring ahead. "Are you even listening to me?" Rachel's face was as blank as before.

"Yes. And then you took her to the hospital, and the rest was history," Rachel said indifferently.

Michael was about to tell Rachel more about what happened last night, but he didn't expect that Rachel could end the conversation like that.