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Nick wrapped his arms around Khloe from behind, gently inhaling the scent of her hair.
“Don’t move,” she murmured. “Your injury could reopen… we should go back to the hospital.”
Khloe didn’t want him to push himself further. After everything that had just happened, his face had paled even more. He still appeared calm, joking with her, but she worried he was forcing it, that his body could no longer
bear it.
“If it reopens, it reopens,” Nick said. “I’m not going back to the hospital. I just want to stay with you.”
Her patience snapped. Khloe wriggled free from his arms, turned to face him, and furrowed her brow. Her expression was stern.
“If you say things like that again-if you keep risking yourself-I won’t speak to you ever again.”
“I… I didn’t mean that,” Nick said, flustered by her sudden severity.
But Khloe had hit the nail on the head. Compared to caring for himself, he had always been more concerned with others-those around him, the matters on his mind. And no one had ever scolded him like this before.
“No matter what you mean, I’m upset right now… unless you behave, follow the doctor’s orders to the letter, and do exactly as you’re told.”
Seeing his genuinely panicked expression, Khloe softened her tone, letting a hint of coaxing creep in.
Nick opened his mouth to protest, but she silenced him with a single look.
“Nick,” she said, her voice soft now, tinged with tender concern, “don’t make me worry, okay?”
“Okay,” he replied.
Her combination of firmness and gentleness worked better than any command. Nick almost immediately conceded, letting her guide him back to the bedroom to lie down.
Within ten minutes, the medical team arrived with their equipment. The private doctors Arista had called in yesterday were also there, accompanying them.
During the examination, Khloe stayed close, clutching his hand, her gaze never leaving him. Beneath the bandages, the bright red scabs still oozed faintly.
Seeing the harsh sutures, her heart tightened, and her fingers involuntarily clenched.
“It’s fine. We just need to clean the wounds,” the doctor said.
Externally, the injuries weren’t severe. From the temperature and imaging scans, the internal injuries were also improving. The hematoma on his spleen was gradually subsiding.
“Mr. Hunt,” the doctor said, frowning slightly, “you do have a minor rib fracture. You need to rest in bed and avoid any strenuous activity.” He glanced at Khloe as he spoke, noticing something that concerned him.
Khloe’s face paled, a heavy guilt settling in her chest.
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Nick gave a quiet, “Mm,” his eyes briefly meeting hers as he lightly stroked her hand, silently signaling that it was alright.
As soon as the examination ended, he was quick to dismiss the doctors, seemingly afraid that too many words would only make Khloe more anxious.
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