The situation had been urgent, and she hadn’t had ti to think. It wasn’t until she regained her senses that she realized the reins had abraded her left palm, leaving it a bloody ss.
Seeing her palm, Kris Cooper felt a surge of anger and pain. He quickly lifted her off the horse, his voice sharp as he yelled.
"Tommy, the car!"
"I’ll go get it!"
Tommy Taylor turned and ran towards the parking lot.
Nearby, Ria Chapman was also being carefully lifted by several people and carried towards the parking area.
Monts later, several cars started one after another and sped towards the hospital.
「...」
The doctor quickly perford a thorough examination on Vera and Ria. Apart from the abrasion on her palm, Vera had no other injuries.
Nevertheless, as the doctor disinfected and cleaned her wound, the young woman couldn’t help but hiss in pain.
Kris Cooper comforted her, holding her protectively with one large hand on her small head, all while snapping at the doctor.
"Can’t you be gentler? ...Useless, all of you..."
Vera peeked out from his embrace and apologized to the doctor.
"Doctor, please don’t be angry. He... he’s not scolding you... he’s scolding !"
"Good that you know!" Kris Cooper gently pushed her head back against his chest, then berated her again, "Idiot! Look at yourself, you’re barely a handful! Trying to save soone? Why didn’t you just get yourself killed instead!"
She endured the pain and offered a placating smile.
"If I’d died, wouldn’t you be without a wife then?"
The man’s face remained grim.
"So be it! Less trouble for !"
She winced, sucking in a sharp breath.
"HISS—"
"So, now you feel the pain? What were you thinking earlier? ...Don’t move, bear with it! ...Doctor, what’s wrong with you? Can’t you be a bit gentler?"
「...」
Finally, the bandaging was complete.
Tommy Taylor escorted the doctor out of the ergency room, apologizing profusely. The doctor, however, was good-natured and simply smiled, waving dismissively.
Kris Cooper examined her hand, bandaged like a small rice dumpling, then gently set it aside. He looked up, eting her ingratiatingly smiling eyes, and his expression imdiately hardened again.
"Wipe that grin off your face, Vera! I’m telling you, I will not forgive you this ti!"
That foolish girl, daring to gamble with her own life! Who allowed her to do such a thing? Who gave her the right?
"Really?"
"Yes, really!"
"Darling!" She reached out with her less injured hand to clutch the hem of his shirt. "I wasn’t trying to be a hero. Honestly, back then... I... I just froze. I didn’t think at all. Please, forgive , okay?"
"No!"
The man barked, furious.
Seeing Tommy Taylor enter, Vera shot him a pleading look, signaling him to intercede on her behalf.
Tommy Taylor approached cautiously.
"Boss..."
"And you!" Kris Cooper spun around, jabbing a finger at Tommy’s nose as he scolded, "What did I assign you to do? How could you let her get hurt?!"
"I’m sorry..."
Kris Cooper waved his hand dismissively. "I don’t want to hear ’sorry’!"
Vera had hoped Tommy could plead her case, but seeing him get scolded as well, she felt a pang of guilt.
"This isn’t Assistant Taylor’s fault! I was the one who insisted on racing Ria!"
"Horse racing?" Kris Cooper rushed to stand before her. "You’ve got so nerve! You really do! Who do you think you are... going horse racing?"
"I..." The young woman looked up with a slight smile. "I am Kris Cooper’s wife, the mother of his future son, and the maternal grandmother of his future grandchildren..."
"That’s *paternal* grandmother!"
The man corrected, exasperated.
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