"I..." Nancy, who had just nodded, came to her mind and stomped her feet angrily. "How can you not be fooled at all? Isn't it said that men love being complimented the most, and once complimented, they become so confused that they don't even know their own surname? !"

Nancy covered her face and let out a short scream, "I was trying to trick you into saying where you wanted to go and then telling you not to go."

She was so ashamed that the thought of how close she had been to him just now made her heart beat wildly.

All the praise for him came from the bottom of her heart, and Eric's face was as perfect as a chisel. Even at such a close distance, it was flawless, just one glance, one glance, the soul was almost captured in his eyes.

Nancy clutched her chest and swore that she would never play such a joke on him again.

"Wow, so handsome!" Nancy had been pushing Eric out of the hospital for less than three minutes, and her ears were filled with women's screams.

Remembering what she had been doing in the elevator, Nancy felt as if she was just as foolish as those women who had a crazy look on their faces.

"Colonel Eric, look how popular you are!" Half an hour later, Nancy was happily sitting on the bench, and Eric was beside the flower bed opposite her, surrounded by three circles of women who had come to watch and chat him up.

As for age, it ranges from a teenager to a few decades.

"Nancy, come here!" Eric's face darkened. "Get me out quickly. I'm going to die from the noise."

"I'm not," Nancy waved her index finger at him. "Who can blame you for gossiping about me before? I'm not happy, but I'm not like you. I just love to see you surrounded by women."

Nancy let out a few cheerful "la la la" sounds, and Eric took a deep breath, with a sinister sneer hidden in the corner of his upturned lips.

She was stunned and Nancy was inexplicably disturbed. She just wanted to tease him and didn't really intend to let him be surrounded like that, but Eric's expression looked...

"It was my girlfriend, who forced me to break up when she saw me hurt," Eric lowered his eyes slightly, showing a hint of sadness for no reason. "I wouldn't, she pushed me here, she knew I was allergic to pollen."

"Really!" It was some woman who let out a sweet, sickening scream, as if discovering a new continent. "Look, he's really allergic. His body is all red and swollen. How pitiful!"

Soon the women began to talk and say, "Take him somewhere else."

Some others gathered around Nancy, pointed at her and began to scold, "Girl, this is really not right for you!"

Nancy was completely confused and stared blankly at Eric, only to see him give her a mysterious, haughty smile...

When a man becomes demonic, women are thrown out eight streets in a minute, but a handsome and imposing man becomes demonic, that is really fatal...

It's unknown who led the shoving, Nancy was pushed and kicked around like a tattered doll, and Eric watched her shake her hand over there to explain, with the corners of his lips flying happily.

But he clearly underestimated the group of women.

"Nancy!" With a low growl, Eric was overwhelmed by a large crowd of women, and it was not clear whether they deliberately bumped into his arms or if the person pushing Nancy was pushed over and pushed into his wheelchair. Eric's eyes froze and he leaned back in a weightless state.

"Have you had enough of this? Go away, all go away!" Seeing him fall in shock, Nancy let out a scream, pushed aside the crowd and rushed over, grabbed Eric before he fell to the ground and served him as a cushion.

"Are you okay? !" Seeing his handsome eyebrows twisted together, overburdened Nancy asked him in a hoarse voice.

With his teeth clenched, Eric exhaled more than he inhaled.

Another round of screams came from the women beside him, all in frustration for not having thought of seizing the opportunity to hold him.

Nancy struggled to lift Eric up, and before she could get up, the women actively and enthusiastically moved him to his wheelchair. "Are you okay? Why did you fall down? Does it hurt?" !"

A chill ran, and Nancy felt that those flattering voices were disgusting.

Getting up from the ground, Nancy quickly "cleaned up" the scene. "I'm his attending physician. I'll bring him out for some fresh air. Please don't surround him."

"Who would believe it? Aren't you going to break up with him? What? Don't you want to break up now? !"

Exactly. What excuse are you looking for?

"You don't want it, we do. A woman like you is too powerful!"

……

There was a sea of questioning and teasing, and Nancy, regardless of whether they believed it or not, pushed it all away. "Whether I'm going to break up with him, whether I'm making excuses or reasons, it has nothing to do with you, I can bring him out, I can bring him back!"

Nancy, who was worried about whether Eric was hurt or not, was annoyed, her little face was particularly serious, and her air burst out abruptly, "Now, all of you get out of my way, or else I'll call the hospital security guards over!"

Nancy said with a sullen face, pushed Eric and was about to leave, she wouldn't let go of those women, she wouldn't respond to beating, scolding or pulling her hair, she gritted her teeth and held back her anger, and quickly took Eric back to Room 302.

"Sorry," she gave him a timid look, and Nancy curled up on the small sofa in the farthest corner. "It's all my fault for having a bit of fun just now, that's why you're in such a mess."

Nancy, too embarrassed to look at Eric, just stared at the edge of his bed.

His clothes were torn and his wounds were bleeding. Nancy was very sad and regretful. She was a doctor and had ruined her patient in such a state.

Glancing at her with a frown, Eric curled his lips in silence. "It doesn't matter. Anyway, you're not much better than me."

'Yes? !" Nancy gave him a quick glance and hooked her head down again. "I'll do whatever I want, the key is you..."

Nancy sighed and quickly stood up to rush towards the door, "I'll get the medicine and the bandage to treat your wound."

"Wait a moment," Eric lifted his chin slightly and waved at her. "Come here!"

The unquestionable tone made Nancy subconsciously comply and walk to his bedside.

With a soft heart, Eric, with his sculptural perfect face, reached out and rubbed her hair a few times before turning his head away from her. "I haven't taken my medicine for the night yet. Remember to bring it along."

With a silly "oh", Nancy turned stiffly and walked out hand and foot together.

A second later, a scream came from outside the door. Nancy, whose face was as hot as boiling water, stood at the door and asked him in a shrill voice, "Why did you run my hair?" ! You touched my forehead, my face!"