Please Love Me, Mr. George novel Chapter 1017

The journey was uneventful and we soon arrived at the hospital.

After getting out of the car, I pretended to tie my shoes and deliberately lagged behind Dennis by one length.

Without taking two steps, Dennis suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at me with icy eyes, "Clara, you have a stone tied to your foot?"

I gave him a blank look, "You care, the hospital is such a big place, I can still get lost."

Dennis doesn't know what's wrong with him, he's nagging.

Dennis stared at me with a black face and a motionless stare.

I didn't bother to tangle with him, I simply raised my chest, took a step, quickly skipped him and walked ahead, reversing the position of each other.

Subconsciously gambling to speed up the pace, Dennis also followed very closely.

Even if the back did not grow eyes, but can feel the blazing gaze from those dark eyes, so that my whole person is not very comfortable.

Feet up, step back sideways, alongside Dennis.

Dennis's eyes narrowed slightly, a trace of imperceptible smugness flashed under his eyes, but soon converged again.

Now they walk into the elevator together in peace.

The elevator doors opened and saw the empty aisles, and I realized with the benefit of hindsight that the hospital seemed very cold.

Dennis read my mind and spoke quietly, "It saves time."

This is probably the luxury life of the richest man, a trip to the hospital and a direct charter?

If you don't need the money, you can donate it to the needy, OK?

Not long after exiting the elevator, a bodyguard came forward to greet him, "Sir."

"Ready to go?" Dennis asked with an expressionless face.

"All ready to go."

I was a little confused, but in the next second, I thought of Dennis's painful scene in the morning, he came here specifically to check his body?

Just thinking about this, Dennis's warmthless voice rang out next to him, "Bring the man over."

People? Who?

Turning his face, he saw a group of doctors and nurses suddenly blocking the way at some point.

Just as Dennis' voice fell, the slightly older female doctor stepped forward, "Please, Miss Kennedy."

Check what I do?

Dennis saw my confusion and said out loud, "Think of it as an ordinary physical, normal people have to do it once or twice a year, no need to worry."

After saying that, he passed a wink to the doctor, and before I could react, I was already being carried away by the doctor and nurse.

"Hey, I've been seeing a doctor, I don't need your people to meddle, I know my own health very well, Dennis, you tell them to stop!"

This was the first time I felt the cold-bloodedness of the medical staff, no matter how loud I screamed, they just did not care and continued to examine me according to the procedure.

Two fists can't beat four hands, and after some struggle, I gave up.

All checked last night, it was already 8 pm.

When the nurse led me to the office, Dennis was sitting leisurely on the couch swiping at his tablet.

I was "tossed" for so long, but he is happy to be free?

I was about to get angry, but when I looked closer, I saw that the tablet was displaying the data of my various tests.

That's when I changed my mind and took the seat next to him, "What the hell are you doing with all these tests?"

"Lest you conceal some serious illness that could affect Jamie Vance's health." Dennis didn't even raise his eyelids, and his ripple-free tone was impersonal.