Chapter 811: Your girlfriend isn’t very bright, is she?
"Yes." Allen smiled at the doctor, still feeling a little weak and groggy as he nodded. His brows rose when his girlfriend squeezed his hand, flashing her a smile.
The doctors who came to check on him asked a few more questions and checked his vitals. "Everything is looking good," the doctor said, nodding approvingly at Allen. "You’ll still be under monitoring, and we’ll run a few more tests..."
Allen and his girlfriend listened attentively, with her taking every word seriously. It was as though she were afraid she’d miss something important if she got distracted for even a second. After several reminders and reassurances from the doctor, the girlfriend rose to her feet.
"Thank you, doctor," she said, walking the doctors out while asking a few more questions for clarification. "Okay, I will. Thank you, doctor."
She stood outside the ward, thanking the doctors from the bottom of her heart. The doctors reassured her over and over before leaving, but she remained outside, watching them go with a grateful heart.
"Hah..." she huffed faintly, slowly turning her head to return to the ward. But just as she did, she noticed a figure seated on the waiting bench outside the VIP ward.
Pausing, she raised her brows. "Sir Atlas," she called quietly, watching Atlas rise to his feet. The second he faced her, a brief smile formed on her face as she nodded at him.
Without a word, she turned and walked back into the ward, with Atlas following her inside. Meanwhile, Allen stared at his palms, deep in thought.
"Allen, babe." His girlfriend’s voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and he turned his head toward the entrance. His gaze fell on his lover first, but he quickly noticed Atlas behind her.
Allen’s lips curved upward. "Sir Atlas."