Love Between A Cook And A Doctor

Damn it! He got the wrong person again.

The bonus for this month was gone...

He had to drink a few less bottles of wine...

Maybe that girl would sue him. As the new group leader, he hadn't been promoted yet, but going to be a street patrol police (military uniform police) obediently again... He felt sad.

It was already four o'clock in the morning when Cherry was released.

Her wrists were left with red marks by the handcuffs. When it was just unfastened, her hand was still numb.

When she walked out of the reconnaissance room, the person outside had already stood up from the chair.

He had been waiting.

Cherry's eyes turned red.

She walked slowly towards him, her nose twitching.

"Let me drive you home." He didn't say anything else.

Cherry nodded.

She put the key in his hand.

"Drive the car back for me tomorrow. I left it in your hospital. "Her unintentional action sounded a little tentative.

He took it and only answered, "Okay."

It was still raining outside.

Cherry's windbreaker had been presented as evidence. She felt cold as the wind blew outside.

She was wearing his windbreaker.

She looked up at him with a faint smile.

His umbrella covered her.

When he opened the door for her, a lengthened car of seven seats came from nowhere and stopped in front of the two people.

A man in a black suit got out of the car.

Startled, Cherry took a step back and asked, "Who are you?"

The man lowered his hand respectfully and said, "Miss Cherry, it was my young master Moore who asked me to come here. You saved my younger master. Both his father and he want to see you again. I wonder if you can go to the hospital with me."

"Moore?" Cherry was unfamiliar with this name, "Is he Mr. Peter He's son?"

"Yes."

It turned out that the young man she saved tonight was Moore He!

She was really disturbed this evening.

She thought for a while and said to Jacob behind her, "You can go back first. I'll go with him. He's injured. I have to make the thing clear. "

"Yes, it was Mr. Moore who clarified your suspicion to the police."

Although the man was respectful, it seemed that he was saying that Cherry can't get out of trouble without Moore's help.

She didn't like to hear that.

Therefore, she curled her lips and smiled, "Yes, I don't think such a rich family like the He Clan will punish the person who saved Moore's life."

'Son of a bitch! If I hadn't saved him, he would have died in the rubbish heap.'

She almost got into a lawsuit, but he behaved like he was doing her a favor.

'Do these rich people think everyone is their employee?'

Only then did the man in suit realize that he had made a slip of the tongue. He hurriedly said, "Miss Cherry, don't get me wrong. The first thing that Mr. Moore wakes up is to help you clear your grievances." Well, let it be. It seemed that his young master could tell that she was wronged as soon as he woke up.

She didn't point it out. When she was about to get on the car, she was stopped by Jacob.

"Get in my car. I'll drive you there."

"You can go back now. You have been here for a whole night." She bit her lower lip.

He got in the car silently and left the door of the passenger seat open for her.

How could she forget?

He was a man of principle. How could he give in so easily?

He didn't start the car until she got into his car.

The car ran very steadily. The car of seven seats followed them closely. One in front and one behind, they drove into the hospital.

It hadn't started to light up because of the rain.

But the time had been early in the morning.

Cherry was worried, "How about you go back? You have to go to work tomorrow morning... It's good to go back and sleep for two hours."

"I can sleep in the duty room of the hospital." Did he mean that he wouldn't go back?

"Are you so kind to everyone?" She was more asking herself than asking him.

Her voice was so low but he still heard it.

However, he didn't respond.

Moore didn't sleep well.

Although the door was only slightly opened, he had already opened his eyes quickly.

Although his face was pale, he didn't look weak.

He insisted and wanted to sit up. Cherry hurried forward and held him, "Mr. Moore, you are injured. Don't sit up."

Moore smiled.

He was quite handsome, and his eyes were slender and charming. When he smiled, his mouth couldn't help but move aside.

This kind of man was not only looked bad, but also particularly attractive to women.

Cherry had seen a lot of people. In a second, she had already figured out how to deal with this man.

"Mr. Moore, thank you so much. These policemen have locked me up until now. If you hadn't woken up, I wouldn't have been able to come back." Moore had a good impression of her. "Just call me Moore.

You saved my life." He said sincerely, "Otherwise, I really don't know what would happen..."

He took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry that my family is too excited because of me. The police are too sensitive to let you go..."

Before he gave the order, the man in suit next to him took out a check from his pocket and said, "Miss Cherry, please accept it."

With a smile on her face, Cherry said, "When I took Moore to the hospital, I didn't expect him to come from such a wealthy family. I didn't want this."

Moore's face changed. He scolded, "I haven't made a sound yet. What's the matter with you? Take a check? How much are you going to pay for my life?!"

The man shrank and said, "But Mr. Peter..."

"My life is mine!" Moore glared at him.

The man in suit didn't dare to make trouble.

"Have a seat," said Moore to Cherry with a big smile on his face. Cherry sat down on the chair beside his bed, and he reached out his hand without intravenous drip, "Moore He."

"Cherry." She held his hand too.

A hint of appreciation flashed through his eyes. "You are more beautiful than I remember."

Cherry was stunned.

He said sincerely, "At that time, I thought I must have been dead. They shot me, and my whole body was painful..." He laughed as he said, "To be honest, when I opened my eyes and saw you, I thought I saw an angel."

Although his praise was exaggerated, there was no trace of frivolity in it.

"You are beautiful." He stared at her intently.

Cherry lowered her head shyly, but he continued, "I didn't expect you to be more beautiful than I imagined when I wake up."

She couldn't help saying, "I'm flattered..."

She knew clearly that she was not an angel or a beauty.

She saved him out of kindness.

Now, she was so polite to him, but... But it was just out of personal reasons.

"Do you believe my eyes?" He lowered his voice and took her hand to touch his eyes. "I have never seen the wrong person."

The man in suit was stunned. He waved his hand subconsciously and touched the infusion bottle beside Moore's bed. As the infusion tube moved, the needle was moved. Moore cried out in pain and Cherry took the opportunity to withdraw her hand.

"Are you okay?"

As soon as Jacob got close to him, he moved the needle and adjusted its position.

Moore stared at him with pain, "You... Can't you be gentle?" He treated him so rude, just like a kidnapper!

Glancing at him, Jacob snorted.

Cherry hurried to mediate, "This is my friend. I took you to the car and called him. He saved you."

Moore pursed his lips mischievously.

They were both the saviors, but the treatment was completely different.

One was angle, and the other looked like a "kidnapper"!

"By the way, why did you come out since you were badly injured?" Noticing that the two were looking at each other unfriendly, Cherry quickly changed the topic.

Sure enough, this topic was Moore's favorite.

He snorted, "I hate being threatened most. They caught me and blackmailed my family. This kind of guys would kill me even if they got money. I might as well try my best to escape. I will catch them one by one in the future if I'm lucky enough. Money is one thing. It feels so bad to be threatened and pointed at the head with a gun."

He lifted his quilt and said, "Look, these injuries are caused by them. They asked me to call my parents and ask them to give me the ransom as soon as possible. If they didn't, they would hit me. They hit me my on purpose when my mother was on the other end of the phone. My mother was crying to death. I told them that it was useless to beat me. I was picked up from the rubbish heap by my parents. I'm not worth so much money..."

The girl in front of him suddenly had tears in her eyes.

"Don't say that..." She suddenly said, "Your mom's heart is broken..."

He looked at her with soft eyes and said, "Okay, I won't say it..."

After saying that, he stared at the man in suit and said, "If you have the guts, do it again!"

Cherry lowered her head and smiled, "Well, it's getting late. You're a patient. Have a good rest. I have to go now."

"You..." Reluctantly, Moore reached out to grab her.

A business card was handed to him.

Cherry said, "This is...

My business card."

Moore smiled.

"I usually stay in my own private restaurant. When you are free, you can go to my restaurant with your friends."

He put the card on his chest and said, "Sure."

Cherry waved at him and left the ward quickly.

Jacob was standing at the door, staring at the ground with a look of disgust.

Hearing her coming out, he raised his head and asked, "Let me drive you home?"

"I have a car." She reached out to him, "The key."

Reluctantly, he took out the key and put it in her soft hand. ☐☐☐☐☐