get the problem

But I want to get the problem out of the way. How can I listen to him?

"Nate ~"

"Move it!!"

His roar did not matter. I was startled, and the solid wooden box, which was not so light in the first place, immediately slipped out of my hand.

"Oh!"

And before I knew it, I heard Nate snort.

I looked down and saw the solid wood box hit Nate in the crotch and looked at a sharp angle.

Finished, this all of a sudden, I want to have a lifetime to live widowed!

I tried not to look Nate in the eye, trying to explain, "I... I was scared and I just let go. I didn't mean to!!"

And by this time, Nate was no longer looking at me with murderous eyes.

But I could feel that he was suffering.

I know this is the most vascular and nerve distribution in a man's body, which means the most sensitive area, and if you get hit hard here, it hurts.

'Take me home at once!

Nate commands with the last ounce of reason to resist the urge to strangle the woman in front of him.

"Good good, I will push you back!"

How dare I dawdle?

Just push Nate and walk out.

But as I passed by the door, I forgot to look where I was going again and went straight out at the threshold.

The wheelie has bounced again!

I saw Nate's face get darker, but I couldn't think about it anymore. I pushed him to the car Aaron was driving.

Aaron did not expect that Nate would be in such a mess.

"What's going on with Nate? Should I go directly to the hospital?"

"Nate was accidentally hit."

"Hit by something?"

"It was this wooden box I was holding and it hit..."

And as I go on, Nate's face goes completely black.

"Shut up woman!

So I kept my mouth shut, but Aaron understood.

We don't say another word to each other, and we go back to Nate's place in silence.

Nate's getting out of the car.

"Nate, are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital? Or call the doctor..."

Nate gives Aaron a cold look and pauses before he finishes his sentence.

"Push me up."

Nate bossed me around, so I sent him upstairs to his room.

The door had just closed, and I was waiting to be judged.

Unexpectedly, he turned to me and said, "You used to be a medical student?"

I don't know why he suddenly brought it up, but his spontaneous response was, "Before I was in prison, I went to medical school..."

"Well, you help me."

"Help? What?"

I was stunned. I could not believe my ears !!!!

Nate says, "What do you think? Where you hurt me, of course."

I looked down.

Looking at the place covered by suitpants, alarm bells rang in my heart.

"This... This... I mean, is it possible that it's not a big deal? The sandalwood box and the bracelet, though worth a lot of money, aren't too heavy. It doesn't seem necessary, does it?"

I looked at him, but I didn't want to examine him.

I even wondered if this man was deliberately giving me a hard time!