Everleigh warmed a glass of milk, put it on the bedside table and said, "It's getting late. Drink some milk before you go to bed."
Theodore hummed and didn't even raise his head.
When Everleigh saw that he didn't want to drink it immediately, she couldn't help but say, "It doesn't taste good when it's cold. I've tested the temperature. It's not too hot now. It's just right."
Hearing this, Theodore looked up from the book and asked, "Do you treat all your patients like this?"
"What?"
"Do you nag everyone?"
Everleigh was stunned for a moment. She pursed her lips and was speechless for a second.
She really wanted to fight back. How could a doctor be so patient as to serve a patient? This was not a doctor's job, but he still blamed her for nagging. If it wasn't for her guilt, she wouldn't have come here to work as a nurse.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Everleigh suppressed her anger and said, "Drink it later. I'll go out first."
"Wait a minute," he stopped her.
Everleigh turned around and saw him put down his book, pickup the glass and drink the milk. Then, she stopped.
"It's a little hot. Sit down for a while."
"Oh." Everleigh hesitated for a while, thinking that she would need to bring out the glass anyway, and that it was troublesome to go in and out. She sat down on the sofa beside the bed and hugged a pillow.
Theodore drank his milk slowly, and the two of them didn't say anything. Everleigh's gaze fell on the blanket and she noticed that he was reading a French book.
"Is this a novel?" Everleigh asked casually.
When they were studying in university, Theodore was studying in the Foreign Language Department. To attend the same class as him, Everleigh chose the French class from their foreign language department. At that time, the lecturer was French. He had blond hair, blue eyes and was very gentlemanly. He had a kind of romantic characteristic unique to French people. Every time he attended the class, he would wear a suit and tie.
Theodore nodded slightly as his left thumb tapped on the inside of the page. He turned it over to let Everleigh look at the book cover. "How much French do you still remember?"
"I don't remember much," Everleigh answered honestly, "I didn't learn it very well at that time and I don't usually use it, so I've almost forgotten everything. I can only read and recognize some simple words in the book."
Looking at the line of words on the cover, Everleigh tried to translate them, but she gave up in the end.
Theodore seemed to have read her mind and said, "Valiana."
"What?"
"The name of this book," Theodore explained. "It's also the name of the female protagonist in the book."
"What's it about?"
"War and peace. During the world war, the overthrown daughter of a noble, Anna, went to a farm to take refuge."
"Take refuge at a farm? Did she meet the son of the farm owner?"
Although Everleigh was a science student and was straight-forward in her thinking, she had read many girlish romance novels. Once the stories involved love, most of them had a fixed storyline. It was either a poor boy meeting a fallen noble or a poor girl meeting a prince.
Theodore denied her guess. "No, the owner of the farm is a gray-haired old man. He took Anna in as his daughter and then married her off to a local government official."
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