The driver had already opened the car door, and Justin Kingston carried her into the car, with Mary following along.
Anton Miller watched as the car sped away! Only then did he head towards his own car.
Inside the Lamborghini.
"Don’t misunderstand." Mia Lane thought again and again, and felt she needed to explain, "It’s not what you saw. There was a stone on the steps, and I accidentally stepped on it wrong."
He held her, letting her sit on his lap.
One arm wrapped around her waist, and with the other hand, he tenderly lifted her injured foot onto the seat, then helped her remove her shoe.
"How did you know it was this foot?" She was slightly taken aback and looked at him incredulously.
While examining her, Justin Kingston said, "Because I saw it, so you don’t need to explain." He looked up at her softly, asking, "Does it hurt a lot?"
"..." Mia Lane shook her head, because he understood her, so she suddenly didn’t feel the pain.
Actually, her whole leg had gone numb, and the sprain was quite severe.
"Old Chapman." Justin Kingston said to the driver, "Go to Dr. Shelby’s place, quickly!"
"No need." Mia Lane imdiately spoke up, "I’m a doctor myself, why go to my disciple?"
"Doctors usually can’t treat themselves." Justin Kingston said, "Even as a doctor, do you have a special redy?"
The driver responded, "Okay."
Before long, the car changed lanes and sped towards Ian Shelby’s villa...
"Be good, listen." He was very worried about her.
Justin Kingston was holding her injured foot, pondering a question—why was Anton Miller going to the recording studio again?
Wasn’t yesterday’s news already big enough?
What exactly was that guy trying to do?
In the car, Justin Kingston called Ian Shelby and inford him about Mia Lane’s sprained foot.
Ian Shelby imdiately prepared to help treat her.
Ten minutes later.
The Lamborghini stopped in the yard in front of Ian Shelby’s villa.
The car door opened, and Justin Kingston carried Mia Lane out of the car, with Mary following behind.
After Ian Shelby’s detailed examination, it turned out to be a joint sprain.
He had a special redy and applied so on her, then used professional techniques to massage her, helping the dicine to penetrate without causing her pain.
Justin Kingston sat by, learning attentively, "This technique will do? About five minutes massage?"
"Yes, apply it once in the morning and once at night, it’ll be fine in two or three days." Ian Shelby said in a relaxed tone, "But it will hurt a bit now, so don’t put weight on the injured foot today or tomorrow."
"Okay." Justin Kingston noted it down.
Then, he imdiately took out his phone, dialed a number, and told the person on the other end, "I won’t be going to the office tomorrow, push the schedule back."
"Where are you going?" Finn Morgan asked.
"Staying ho with my wife." After answering, Justin Kingston hung up.
Ian Shelby and Mia Lane were both taken aback!
Especially Mia Lane, she looked at him in shock, "It’s not that serious! How many things will you delay by staying with for a day? Rescheduling to the day after tomorrow will be insanely busy, won’t it?"
"Don’t worry about , nothing is more important than your injury." He put away his phone, "Just focus on recovering well."
"What’s this little injury?" Mia Lane felt he was making a fuss.
"I’ve already decided."
Alright, she knew that once he decided on sothing, it wouldn’t change.
Ian Shelby watched from the side, feeling a pang of singlehood.
Mary too, she was simply envious to death; finding the right person ans considering the other in everything.
After getting the dicine from Ian Shelby’s, Justin Kingston directly carried Mia Lane into the living room and up the stairs.
"What’s happened?" Aunt Zhou asked, worried.
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