"I drove here, but it's not convenient for me to send anyone to the hospital."
Culver's reply was cold.
"Culver..."
Naomi stopped him again, and it seemed like she was about to cry.
Culver couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He despised himself for being too soft-hearted.
It was not until Loraine reminded him that he stopped thinking.
"Sir, Miss George is-"
"Bring him downstairs!"
"Thank you!" Upon hearing his words, Naomi thanked him gratefully as if she didn't expect him to be so kind. Thus, he felt aggrieved at being regarded as an unsympathetic person.
He darted a glance at the reflection from the walls of the elevator. He saw that Naomi was struggling to carry Nelson into the elevator. Their bodily contact infuriated Culver even more.
Consequently, he turned around and helped her to carry Nelson.
The chauffeur was waiting for them downstairs.
Seeing them come down, he quickly came forward.
"Mr. Olsen, I've requested another car from the company-"
Before his voice died away, Culver had already interrupted him, "Send him to the hospital first!"
"But—" The driver still wanted to say something, but he changed his mind on second thought.
"Yes, Mr. Olsen!"
After arriving at the hospital, just as Naomi was about to carry Nelson out of the car, Culver did so for her. Then, she got out of the car too, and saw that the chauffeur was scrutinizing something nervously in front of the car.
Naomi took a curious look. It turned out that the car's paintwork at the front part was scratched.
"What happened?"
The chauffeur explained, "Mr. Olsen was in too much of a hurry when he rushed over to your side just now. The paintwork was abraded by the railings at the roadside. Fortunately, it's not too serious of a problem."
Naomi froze for a moment. She asked,"He was rushing over to my place?"
"Yes! He was supposed to go to the branch company for an inspection."
Looking at Culver's back, she found that she was unable to properly express her gratitude.
When she followed them into the hospital, the doctor took Nelson for an examination. Culver stood alone in the corridor, with his blazer hanging on his arm.
Loraine was standing at his side. When she saw Naomi coming over, she made an excuse to leave the two of them alone.
"I'm going to buy a bottle of water."
Naomi came towards Culver. The two of them remained silent for a while before she finally plucked up courage to speak.
"Thank you!"
Culver knitted his brows tightly, "Who is he to you? Why did you have to thank me on his behalf?"
Naomi said, "The chauffeur told me everything."
Culver was dumbstruck. For some reason, he turned his head away, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Loraine did, too. I knew she came to see me because of you. Anyway, thank you!"
"You don't need to thank me. It would be nice if you don't get angry at me," said Culver, his tone becoming much more approachable.
Hearing that, Naomi lowered her head without saying a word.
There seemed to be a chemistry going on between the two of them. Loraine, who was hiding not far away, felt gratified. To her, Culver was unusually obliging in front of Naomi.
Soon, the door of the ward was pushed open and the doctor came out.
"Where is the patient's family?"
Nelson's family was not there.
So, Naomi had to walk forwards.
"Doctor, how is he doing?"
"There are no big problems. He's just suffering from shock caused by minor injuries to his muscles and bones. It'll take some time for him to recover."
"Thank you, doctor!"
After that, she turned around, only to find that Culver had disappeared.
Loraine chased after Culver. She asked, "Mr. Olsen, why did you leave all of a sudden?"
Culver was indifferent, not even paying attention to Loraine. He simply got into the car, leaned against the backseat, closed his eyes and ordered the chauffeur, "Take me to the company!"
The conversation between Naomi and the doctor lingered in his mind.
The doctor had asked about Nelson's family, and she had gone forward.
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