Then, she held the other bottle of ginkgo medicine as she strode to the garage and got into the car toward the hospital.
In the hospital, Frank was sitting on the bed watching an esports competition. He seemed to be in good spirits.
“Frank, the medicine is ready.” She threw the small bottle of medicine at him without a single hint of warning.
“It’s such a tiny bottle. Is that enough?”
Looking at the silver ceramic bottle, Frank was filled with doubt as he looked at the teeny silver ceramic bottle.
It’s only the length of my finger. I can probably use it once.
“Open it, and you’ll see.”
Elspeth didn’t bother to explain and only told him to see for himself.
Frank opened up the bottle as a pleasant fragrance swept over his face. It was light but fragrant with the unique smell of ginkgo.
Inside the bottle was some sort of paste, and he tried pressing on it with his fingers. It felt warm to the touch as if it was freshly made.
Frank was a little curious and asked uncertainly, “Do I spread this on my back?”
Elspeth replied in a deadpan tone, “You can swallow it too. I’ll prepare the equipment for a gastric lavage for you.”
He realized that she was mocking him when he heard that and was a little annoyed as he huffed in reply, “Then, who’s going to help me put it on?”
“Why are you looking at me? It won’t be me.”
They were of a different gender. So, it would be weird. Besides, he had a temper on him, and she wasn’t foolish enough to be a willing subject to his ‘tender’ mercies.
Suddenly, a thought popped into her mind as she smiled. “You could ask Spencer to help you. It could help you both to become closer.”
Frank was so mad that his ears went red and rejected her hotly, “Over my dead body.”
The nurse by the side couldn’t hold it back any longer. Her eyes were sparkling with admiration as she suggested, “Mr. Joneson, I could help you. I love putting on medicine for people.”
When he stared at the chubby lady in front of him who was so eager yet shy, he turned his head and looked at Elspeth with a solemn face.
“Call Spencer now!”
Elspeth pressed her lips together, afraid she would laugh and hurt the nurse’s feelings.
If she laughed, it would definitely cancel out all the good deeds she had done.
Suddenly, Frank told her that he was thirsty and specified he wanted coffee from a particular place. She knew that this was payback for being mean to him earlier, so she didn’t refuse him and drove to get it.
She also knew that he wanted her to leave since he was shy and didn’t want a girl watching him as someone slathered the paste over his injury.
Spencer had clearly rushed over, considering his timely appearance. To his immense amusement, Frank only needed him because Frank couldn’t spread the paste himself. So, he gave Frank a light punch as he chortled, “What? Am I the Joneson Family’s nanny now, Mr. Joneson?”
Frank was still rather shocked by the nurse earlier. So, he wasn’t in a good mood and coldly ordered, “Stop fooling around and get to work.”
Spencer lifted his shirt and lightly spread the paste onto his back.
Without Elspeth there, he was a little distracted, causing his hand to slip and accidentally press on Frank’s wound.
“Argh! Careful. It hurts! Are you doing that on purpose?”
Spencer immediately came back to his senses as he shook his head apologetically. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”
When Frank’s grimace had smoothened out, he continued to wonder, “Elspeth is such a two-faced woman. Why would anyone still want someone like her?”
Spencer used some strength and once again pressed on Frank’s wound.
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