Desperate Lovers novel Chapter 360

With a twinkle flickering in her eyes, Miss Milana stood up and went to him, "Dr. Roland, you're back. I still feel a bit uncomfortable on my legs."

"Miss Milana, this is the fifth time you have been here this month, isn't there?" The smile on Roland's face dispersed and was replaced by a rare serious look.

At the sight of his countenance, Miss Milana bent her head and replied reluctantly, "Yes."

"I have told you that you had just sprained your ankle, which was not a big deal. Now you have recovered and don't need to come to the hospital anymore." Roland put all he was holding on a desk and then got himself a glass of water before drinking it up.

Miss Milana pulled herself towards him in small steps and gave Angela a glimpse. She asked, "Dr. Roland, you told me not to come here for you, but why could this lady come then?"

She added acidly, "I don't think there's anything wrong with her legs, and no cure is needed at all. Is it because you like her, and ...."

"Miss Milana!" Roland interrupted her, a trace of annoyance appearing on his face. "I am not obligated to report my patients' conditions to you, aren't I?"

Noticing his fury, Miss Milana grew a bit frightened. "Please don't be mad at me. I was just asking, and why do you turn so angry?"

"Let me say it again. You don't flirt or hook up here in a hospital, and those fictions and romantic comedies are all misleading. Registering randomly as you do is an abuse of the medical resources!" Roland detested these young girls came to the hospital to mess around for the so-called affection.

Miss Milana had never been rebuked like this before, and she felt quite embarrassed with her eyes turning red.

Without even a glimpse of her, Roland said to a young nurse, "Fanny, lead her out! Don't allow any irrelevant person to enter my office next time. Do you understand?"

The young nurse blurted a response, and went to Miss Milana, "Miss Milana, you ...."

"Don't bother to drive me away, for I can leave myself!" Miss Milana said with a pair of red eyes before trotting away.

The nurse looked awkward, hesitating to choose between sitting and standing, and she had no idea about whether she should come up with her.

"Go and bring my needles to me," Roland ordered the nurse after drinking some water.

With a response, the nurse left to get his silver needles.

"I'm sorry." Roland poured water into disposable paper cups for Angela as well as Luna and said, "Miss Milana is young, always talking recklessly. Please don't mind what she said, Miss Angela."

Angela inclined, "As a teenage girl eager for love, it's normal for her to admire Dr. Roland since you are such an excellent person."

"Miss Angela, do you think I'm excellent?" Roland smiled, "Then if there's no Mr. James, would you pick me to be your boyfriend?"

Angela's hand, with a cup in it, paused as she thought about it. And she was about to answer when he pre-empted.

"I was just asking. You don't have to take it seriously, Miss Angela." Roland ducked his head to hide the expressions in his eyes. "How do you feel on your legs of late?"

Angela moved on from the joke and answered, "Fine."

"Is there anything like a pain or swelling?" Roland bent down on one knee and pressed on several places on her leg.

Angela shook her head, "No."

"That's fine." Roland stood up, patted his trouser leg, and said to the young nurse, "Bring Miss Angela a pair of trousers."

Though the pair of trousers Angela was wearing was not tight, however still inconvenient to roll up, so it's better for her to change to the hospital trousers.