In the Gynecology Hospital.
It seemed that as long as Patrick was here, Amelia would not need to wait in line.
She held her medical record book and followed Patrick. In front of them, a little nurse accompanied by two groups of men in black were leading the way forthem.
Amelia felt embarrassed as everyone was looking at them with a weird glance. She then said to Patrick, "We aren't filming a movie, just call off these people."
Patrick looked at her and said, "Do you want me to clear everyone away?"
"Clear everyone away?" When Amelia finally realized what had happened, Patrick had already given the order for the men in black to clear everyone out of the hospital.
Amelia felt a serious headache when she saw that everyone passing by was glaring at her as if she was a trouble maker that causes trouble wherever she went.
She tugged the hem of Patrick's shirt and said anxiously, "I mean 'these people', the men in black, not those patients who came for the doctor! Don't drive them away!"
Patrick raised his eyebrows and gave the order for them to stop. He turned to Amelia and said, "Why don't you make it clearer?"
Did she not say it clearly? A normal person would know what she meant, wouldn't they?
Amelia complained, "We're here for a physical examination, not a fight. You don't need to make such a big fuss, right?"
Patrick frowned and said, "I don't want the others to get into your way. Why can't you tell my good intentions?"
Amelia was startled. "There's no need to. If others tried to get into my way, I can avoid them."
Patrick sneered, "You're dumber than a donkey. You don't even know how to avoid when being stepped on."
Their argument continued until they were interrupted by a nurse calling them, "Dr. Scarlett is waiting for you two inside, please come in."
Patrick nodded. He lowered his head and held
Amelia's tiny hand tightly in his palm. After pinching for a while, he took her into the clinic.
As for the two teams of men in black, they stood in rows and waited outside the clinic.
Scarlett was a female doctor about the same age as Paisley. When she saw Patrick in person for the first time, her heart was inevitably stirred with love interest. But when she saw the woman standing beside him, the fantasy in her heart died out instantly.
At the first sight, she knew that this man was really outstanding. He was so outstanding that everyone around him would be darkened. However, Amelia was not defeated at all when she stood next to him.
While thinking about it, Scarlett made a gesture of "please" to Patrick and Amelia.
Patrick took Amelia along to sit down with him and Amelia took the opportunity to hand over her medical record book.
After receiving it, Scarlett put the medical records aside and began to ask Amelia some basic questions.
It was supposed to be a very serious conversation, but as Dr. Scarlett went deeper, strange questions began to emerge. Questions such as 'how many times would you have s*x a month?¹ It made Amelia blushed that she felt like hiding herself instead of answering it.
Amelia glanced at Patrick beside her but she saw him looking at her with encouragement. She was anxious and said, "Can you not stay here?"
Patrick crossed his arms over his chest and said in the tone as if he owned the hospital, "No, because I have some technical questions that I would like to discuss with Scarlett later."
Hearing this, Scarlett blushed and quickly pushed her glasses to cover up her loss.
Seeing that it was impossible to drive him away, Amelia lowered her voice and said to Scarlett, "Dr. Scarlett, please give me a moment. I'll need to count for a while."
"Okay..." Scarlett replied patiently.
After that, Amelia muttered silently with her mouth open, "One, two, three..."
Half a minute later, Scarlett noticed that Amelia had not said anything, so she reduced the difficulty.
"How many times will it be in a week?"
"A week?" Amelia was still busy calculating.
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