Chapter 145 Cierra Injured
Seeing that the woman was about to fall into the pool, Draven grabbed her almost the moment she tilted her body and pulled her into his arms.
“Are you all right?”
Before she could steady herself, he said anxiously with worry in his eyes, “What are you doing?”
As soon as Cierra stood still from the shock before she could care less about the pain in her ankle, she heard his blame. She became angry.
“I haven’t scold you yet. Why did you suddenly scare me? Are you crazy? Don’t do that again!”
She pushed Draven away and was about to leave.
The moment she moved, she felt pain. She had underestimated the wound. She almost fell down
again.
Draven held her up subconsciously and didn’t care about her rude words. After clasping her waist to stop her from moving, he looked down at her legs.
Her white socks had been dyed red.
As soon as he glanced at it, his face darkened.
“Draven, let go of me!”
Cierra couldn’t see what was going on.
At this moment, she only felt that the hand on her waist was burning hot, which made her uncomfortable. So she did not care about the pain in her ankle and struggled to get rid of him.
“Don’t move.”
Suddenly, Draven squatted down.
It seemed that he had expected the woman would be disobedient. Just as Cierra was about to leave, he grabbed her uninjured ankle..
His warm hand made her stunned.
Next to the place was the lobby where diners came and went. The sound made Cierra feel as if his entire body was starting to heat up along with the temperature of his ankles.
She couldn’t stand it anymore. She lowered her voice and pushed the person.
“Draven, are you crazy? Get out of my way!”
But the man squatting on the ground turned a deaf ear and rolled up her trousers.
“Draven.”
The cold wind blew into her pants, and she was so anxious that she almost cried. She put more strength on the man’s shoulder and said, “Don’t look at it. I’m going to apply medicine!”
“Let me take a look. Bear with it for a while, okay?”
His tone suddenly softened as he carefully examined her wound.
From her heel to her ankle, it was probably cut by the iron sheet, leaving a mark along her ankle.
The wound is not deep,
Otherwise, the tendons in her heel would have been injured.
He rubbed her wound with his fingers and wiped away some blood. When he was sure that the wound wasn’t serious, he heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately.
He got up and was about to speak, he suddenly paused and swallowed the words he was about to say.
He pursed his lips and said, “Sorry, I just wanted to check the wound. Does it hurt?”
He stared at the crying girl in front of him, feeling a little helpless.
Her gentle voice brought Cierra back to her senses. When he came to his senses, she became even
angrier.
She looked away and wiped the corners of her eyes casually. Her voice was slightly choked as she
said, “Get out of the way!”
But Draven didn’t move. He frowned and said, “You have to go to the hospital. I’ll take you there.”
As he spoke, he bent down slightly in front of Cierra and turned his back to her.
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