He looked me up and down again to confirm that I really wasnât injured.
Brian also helped me explain.
âCaleb, you shouldnât be so impulsive.
Debra isnât injured, but Gifford is.
Heâs been badly poisoned and needs to be treated as soon as possible.
â
Caleb breathed a sigh of relief, finally convinced that I was okay.
But when his gaze Landed on Giffordâs hand, he raised his voice again.
âWhy are you holding Debraâs hand?â Calebâs eyes were so sharp, they pierced right through us
I felt so helpless.
How could he be so childish?
Rubbing my temples, I had no choice but to tell him the whole story
âThe poison is from the Yellow Ridge Pack, and itâs very potent.
It counters the effects of anesthesia, so Gifford has to endure the operation without it.
He asked to hold my hand to distract him from the pain.
â
âOh, is that so?â Caleb asked icily.
âIf thatâs the case, hold my hand instead.
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He made Gifford sit back down and said calmly, âGifford, let go of
Debraâs hand.
If you feel uncomfortable, let me know.
You can hold my hand whenever you want.
â
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Gifford rolled his eyes and ignored him.
Unwilling to give up, Caleb forcibly pulled my hand from Giffordâs.
Then he held Giffordâs hand tightly.
âWhat the-?â
Giffordâs confusion quickly turned to anger, but there was nothing he could say.
Pretending not to notice the manâs obvious distress, Caleb smiled at me.
In the end, there was nothing Gifford could do but turn his head away from us.
âGifford, Iâm starting the operation,â Brian announced calmly.
I couldnât help but admire Brianâs professionalism.
He seemed completely unfazed by such a ridiculous scene and concentrated on dealing with Giffordâs wound.
Gradually, a hush fell over the room.
Aside from the sounds of Brianâs instruments, the room was completely quiet.
Gifford clenched his teeth and refused to cry out in pain.
Still, the beads of sweat on his forehead betrayed how he truly felt.