"I know." Koa Jackson smiled.
Mia Ginger looked at him and suddenly noticed a bruise near his nose bridge, surprised, "What happened to your face?"
"Hmm?" Koa was slightly taken aback.
Mia gestured with her eyes, puzzled, "Looks like soone punched you."
Koa raised his hand to touch it, furrowing his brows slightly, and explained calmly, "It’s nothing. I encountered a troubleso patient’s family mber and accidentally got punched."
"Who would be so awful?" Mia muttered, puffing her cheeks.
Looking at her rich facial expressions, Koa felt a deep sense of comfort.
Mia, noticing his daze, asked again, "Does it still hurt?"
She was still in recovery, her head likely uncomfortable, so she spoke very cautiously and gently.
Her voice was soft and soothing.
How could Koa still feel any pain?
In fact—
The punch seed well worth it.
He looked at Mia, smiling slightly with lips pressed together, "It doesn’t hurt."
"Oh." Mia seed a bit relieved, as if feeling bored, she glanced at the IV bottle, then at him, and asked, "I feel like I’ve been lying here for a long ti. Hmm, Dr. Jackson, do you think I... talk too much?"
"It’s alright." Koa replied with a smile.
"Alright?" Mia pouted, "Alright ans I talk a bit too much. Don’t think I’m annoying, I’m just too bored, with no one to talk to."
"No, isn’t this talking with you?"
"That’s true." Mia suddenly smiled, blinking as she looked at him, "Can you co and talk with often?"
Koa was montarily startled, looking steadily at her.
"I forgot, your work must be really busy."
"Okay." Koa suddenly said.
Mia couldn’t help but laugh, just about to say sothing more when she suddenly frowned tightly, reaching a hand to her head.
"What’s wrong?" Koa hurried to hold her hand.
"Headache." Mia scrunched her little face, suddenly appearing in pain, pitifully, "The wound hurts, it’s itchy and painful, what should I do?"
"It’s alright, it’s alright." Koa sighed in relief, "It’s quite normal, I’ll help you feel it."
"Okay." Mia obediently put down her hand.
Koa reached out, gently massaging her head through the gauze.
Being a doctor, his technique was certainly better than average.
Mia wrinkled her nose, feeling it, and after a while, started to enjoy it, squinting her eyes slightly like a cat pretending to sleep.
Seeing her gradually calm down, Koa withdrew his hand.
Before he could sit down, Mia opened her eyes again, looking at him, "
Koa: "..."
Mia wondered if he was reluctant and said helplessly, "Well, actually, it doesn’t hurt anymore."
Koa couldn’t help but chuckle lightly.
Lowering his gaze, eting her eyes.
Mia was also looking at him, and as their eyes t, her expression turned a bit bewildered.
Feeling nervous, her heart pounded.
With them so close, she thought Koa Jackson was really handso, such a young man already a doctor, and he was the primary surgeon for her, so impressive.
Especially—
So handso, with such a good personality, and very gentle.
Patients cared for by him were truly fortunate.
As Mia looked at him, she felt a bit dry in the mouth, sowhat flustered, and couldn’t help but lick her dry lips.
Koa’s gaze fell on her soft pink lips.
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