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Sebastian went to get another glass of water for Sophia.
Sophia replied, âThank you.â
He nodded in acknowledgement.
âThank you for bringing me to the hospital.â
âYouâre welcome.â
This time she drank quickly. The temperature of the water was just nice. It was neither too hot nor too cold.
She put the empty paper cup back on the bedside table.
Sophia said, âWhy didnât you explain our relationship to the doctor just now?â
She was still dwelling on the incident.
Sebastian thought, âQuestions like these do put pressure on people.â
He said briefly, âItâs meaningless.â
âHow can it be meaningless? If I explain it, the doctor wonât misunderstand.â
âThe doctor and patient have their respective roles to play. Having a misunderstanding doesnât prevent them from doing that.â
Sophia muttered softly, âIâm fine. Iâm just afraid that itâll affect you.â
Although Sophia wasnât ashamed of being pregnant, she still tried to keep a distance from single men.
âDonât worry,â Sebastian said, âLet me know if youâre hungry.â
Sophia was confused for a moment. She realized that he probably wanted to ask if she was hungry, but because of her prior complaints, he actually made it a point not to use any questions in his sentences.
She found it amusing that Sebastian was being kinda cute.
She shook her head. âIâm not hungry. Iâm just a little sleepy.â
Sebastian took out a pile of pillows and had her lie on them.
âGo to sleep.â
âLcanât.â
She looked at him with wide eyes like a little girl.
She was curious and willful.
âI donât like it when you ask me questions, and now you refrain from even asking one?â
âYes,â he explained. âYouâre the patient.â
She was not a patient. She was pregnant, but Sebastian did not like to say that she was pregnant.
âAnita didnât lie to me. Although you look cold, youâre actually very easy to talk to.â
Sebastian said, âItâs only temporary.â
Sophia was at a loss for words.
She pursed her lips and looked a little disappointed. âSo youâre tolerating me now? Because Iâm a patient?â
He wouldnât tolerate every patient.
Sophia felt that she had been spoiled by his caring manner. He wasnât related to her, and it was already very kind of him to send her to the hospital. She shouldnât have asked for more.
She asked, âHow long can you tolerate me?â
It was still a little too much.
He raised his eyebrows and looked at her. He did not want her to be too arrogant. âJust for a while.â
She asked, âHow long is a while?â
He looked at the clock and decided. âFifteen minutes.â
Fifteen minutes should be enough for her to fall asleep.
âThen arenât these fifteen minutes very precious?â
Sebastian said, âIf you have something to say, say
Sophia was intimidated by his sudden strength. She said aggrievedly, âI just want to chat with you.â
He sighed. There was nothing he could do about that.
Seeing that his expression had eased up, Sophia asked tentatively, âWill you answer my questions?â
Sebastian emphasized, âThirteen minutes.â
Two minutes had already passed.
Sophia was not in a hurry as she did not have too many questions.
âWhen I was in the room, I thought I heard you say to the doctor that you are my brother? And you didnât refute the doctor when he said that you are my brother?â
Sebastian remembered that when he saw her yesterday, she called him Seb.
He did not like that, as if she was really his sister.
But she did say that as his junior, she was also like a sister to him.
He now followed suit. âWell, as your senior, I can also be your brother.â
Actually, when he was asked by the doctor, he could have said that he was her senior in school, but if he explained it this way, Sophia could not refute him.
After all, she started it first. Wasnât it contradictory for her to refute him?
âBut you didnât seem too happy when I called you brother.â
Sebastian frowned and asked with his eyes, âWhen did you call me brother?â
Sophia thought for a moment. She thought she had called him brother yesterday, but it seemed to be Seb.
She remembered it wrong and felt a little awkward.
She tried to make up for it, âBrother. Now Iâm calling you brother.â
Sebastian did not reply.
Seeing his expression changing, Sophia felt that she had found evidence that he did not like being called brother. She immediately said, âYou see, you donât like it!â
Sebastian denied, âNo.â
His voice had a hint of unnoticeable hoarseness.
Sophia, who merely wanted to know why he didnât like it, was certain that he was upset. âAlright, alright. Itâs okay if youâre upset. I wonât address you that way anymore.â
âTm not upset.â His voice was very low, as if he was enduring something.
The question in Sophiaâs heart was choked up, and she could not get it out. She looked at him while attempting to put on a straight face and said,
âBrother~
âBrother~Brother~
âBrother!
It was torture!
He glanced at her and left the ward under her puzzled and provocative gaze.
âPlease look after the patient in Ward 507.â
The nurse at the front desk saw the handsome man who came to the hospital this afternoon and quickly nodded.
The handsome man left. The nurse patted her colleague who was buried in his work.
âDid you see that handsome manâs expression?â
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