When Natasha woke up, Kenneth and Dave were right beside her.
She noticed Kenneth's expression and furrowed her brows. She asked weakly, “Is there something wrong with the check-up?”
Kenneth looked at her and shook his head. “No, the doctor diagnosed your pain as neuropathic and gave you some medication. You'll feel better after taking the medication.”
Upon hearing his explanation, Natasha arched her brow in disbelief. “Really?”
Kenneth nodded. “Of course, it's the truth. The results are right here. Why would I lie to you?”
“There's always a possibility,” Natasha answered.
Kenneth uttered, “Is there a point in doing that?”
“Of course, it's to deceive me.” Natasha's gaze was calm.
Kenneth held her hand and placed it on his face. “If something truly happens to you, I don't think I can lie to you this calmly,” he murmured gently.
Seeing Kenneth did not seem to be lying, Natasha breathed a sigh of relief. The ghost of a smile finally appeared on her face. “That's great. Before the check-up, I had considered the worst-case scenario. I even considered how to explain it to the kids and Grandpa. Fortunately, it was merely a false alarm.”
Kenneth stood in silence as she brushed her fingers across his face.
Natasha had a determined look. “Then, let's not tell the children about this matter today,” she whispered.
Kenneth did not object and nodded in response. “All right.”
Dave lowered his head upon hearing their conversation. “The best outcome is that you're fine. You guys carry on. I'll leave and handle the procedures.”
Kenneth glanced at him and nodded.
“Thank you,” Natasha said.
Dave smiled and left without saying anything further.
At that moment, Natasha suddenly thought of something and looked at Kenneth. “Kenneth, should we treat Dave to a meal before we return home?”
“Why?” Kenneth asked.
“He has helped us a lot. Logically speaking, shouldn't we treat him to a meal?” Natasha countered.
Kenneth replied in a low voice, “There's no need. Dave is no outsider. We don't have to be so polite to him.”
“I'm not trying to be polite. Dave has gone out of his way to help us. At the very least, we should treat him to a meal,” Natasha justified.
Kenneth fixed his gaze on her.
Natasha continued, “However, I'm only able to come up with this because I can't think of any other ways to express our gratitude. He's your friend, not an outsider. This means we are a family. What's wrong with family having a meal together?”
Kenneth frowned. “Nat, you...”
Natasha jolted back to her senses and looked at him innocently. “What?”
After much thought, Kenneth remarked, “It's nothing. Let's do as you say.”
Natasha nodded. “Okay, I'll arrange it then.”
“Okay.”
As they were chatting, Kenneth's phone suddenly rang.
He answered the call. “Hello.”
Dave was at the end of the call. “I have handled the procedures. I'll wait outside for you guys.”
“Okay. Got it.” With that, the phone call ended.
At that, Natasha observed Kenneth. “What is it?”
“The procedures are done. Let's head back home,” Kenneth explained.
Natasha nodded. Just as she was about to stand up, Kenneth leaned in and carried her in his arms.
Natasha froze momentarily and gazed at Kenneth with a startled look.
“I can walk,” she said.
“I know, but I want to carry you,” Kenneth replied in a domineering tone.
“But there are people outside...” Natasha stammered.
“Close your eyes if you feel embarrassed. You can act as if there's no one.” With that, Kenneth ignored her protests and carried her out.
Natasha would undoubtedly choose Kenneth above being embarrassed.
Dave turned around. Just then, Kenneth thought of something and looked at him. “Oh, right. Make sure you are free tomorrow night.”
Dave froze momentarily. “Why? Is there something on?”
“Nat wants to treat you to a meal,” Kenneth replied.
Dave was slightly taken aback, and his gaze fell on the person sitting at the back of the car. He said with much difficulty, “There's no need...”
“I told her that too,” Kenneth said promptly.
“You—”
Kenneth continued, “But she is determined to treat you to a meal. She said it's a family meal.”
Upon hearing that, Dave was stunned. “A family—”
Kenneth knitted his brows and interrupted, “Therefore, you must make yourself available tomorrow night, no matter what.”
In actuality, treating someone to a meal should be a cordial matter.
However, Kenneth's tone was obviously not courteous.
Dave narrowed his eyes. “Kenneth, is this your attitude when you're thanking someone? If one doesn't know better, one would think you're reprimanding me.”
Kenneth was unperturbed. “It's Nat who wants to thank you. It's not me.”
Dave was left with no words to counter.
“That's all there is to it. If you can't make it, I can only express our profound gratitude in words.” Kenneth then turned and walked into the car before Dave could say anything.
The driver cast a peek at Dave. “Sir...”
Dave looked back at him and instructed, “Drive slowly and stay safe.”
“Got it,” the driver answered and left.
As the car drove away, Dave remained rooted to the spot. He did not leave the place for a long time as he stared at the car with a complicated and regretful expression.
He only retracted his gaze and got into another car after the car Natasha and Kenneth were in vanished from his sight.
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