âItâs alright⦠It only hurts a little. You can continue driving. I want to quickly go home,â said Kyla.
Martin Weiss paled and started the car again.
However, when the car stopped again, Kyla realized that Martin Weiss had not driven to the entrance of her store. Instead, he parked at the hospitalâs entrance.
âI donât need to come to the hospital. I justâ¦â Before Kyla could finish, Martin Weiss had already carried Kyla out of the car and was hurrying toward the emergency room. Then, he anxiously asked for a doctor to examine her.
Martin Weiss even made a call to pull some strings and had the hospitalâs liver specialist come to the emergency room to examine her. He made it seem like Kyla was in critical condition.
Once the doctors gave her a series of tests, they said Kylaâs pain was normal. It would occasionally occur after undergoing liver transplantation. There was no cure for the pain, and it could only be relieved by medicine.
The pain would also disappear with time.
After getting the results, Martin Weiss did not feel embarrassed for making such a fuss. Instead, he was relieved.
âDo you have any medicine for the pain at home?â asked Martin Weiss.
âYes, but I donât have it with me today,â said Kyla.
âDoes it happen often?â
âNot really.â
Martin Weiss raised his hand and gently pressed against where Kylaâs liver was. Kyla stiffened, wanting to put some distance between them. However, the problem was that she was in a makeshift bed in the emergency room. There was no place for her to retreat.
Martin Weiss seemed glad as he said, âItâs a good thing your body didnât reject my liver. Sometimes, I even wonder if this is what I live for.â
He was only living so that a part of his body could extend her life.
Kyla frowned. âMartin Weiss, what on earth do you want?â
âDonât you know what I want?â Martin Weiss stared at the person in front of him. âKyla, your bone marrow saved my life back then, and my liver is also a part of your body now. We share the same blood. Thereâs no way we can separate ourselves from each other!â
She trembled a little when she saw him lean forward slightly, his cold face drawing closer and closer to her.
However, instead of his usual indifference, his face exuded imploration.
âKyla, your body isnât rejecting my liver, so can you⦠not reject me so strongly as well? Maybe we can have another chance.â
He wanted to be by her side for the rest of her life.
âItâs impossible between us. Martin Weiss, having nothing to do with each other is the best scenario for us!â said Kyla.
Martin Weissâs face suddenly paled.
Just then, Kylaâs phone rang. She quickly took out her phone. It was a call from her mother.
âKyla, why arenât you home yet? Did you find Juliet?â Mrs. Corbynâs voice rang anxiously.
âAh, yes. Someone found the child and took her to the police station. Chase has picked up Juliet, and Iâm on my way home. now,â Kyla replied quickly.
âItâs a good thing you found her. Itâs very good,â Mrs. Corbyn repeated.