Benedict grabbed her hand. Although his face looked very weak, he forced himself to speak and said, "No, I won't go to the hospital."
"You're already in this state. Why won't you go to the hospital?" Although Minerva couldn't tell what was wrong with him, she could see that he was in agony from how pale he was and from the cold sweat dripping down his forehead.
However, he stared at her with a weak smile on his face.
"You wouldn't care for me as much as you do now once I get on an ambulance. So... I'd rather die here than go to the hospital."
"Are you crazy? You're in so much pain."
"I'm not crazy," Benedict clutched her hand tightly and the pain in his eyes was more wrenching than the look on his face. "I'm seizing an opportunity for myself. Why... Why can't you look at me for once? If you think I'm crazy, then so be it."
Minerva felt a little guilty with him looking like this. After all, he was beaten up because of her. Although she felt that Maddox was a little impulsive...
Her heart was all over the place.
She wanted to pull her hand back, but Benedict held onto it tightly. Looking at how weak he was, she couldn't bear to push him away. She didn't want to be the bad guy. All she could at that moment was comfort him.
"Don't say anything more. The ambulance will be here soon."
Minerva looked around and took out her phone to check the location of the hospital. She said, "I remember that the nearest hospital is not far from here. It should take about eight minutes to get there."
She looked at Benedict and said, "Which part of you is hurting? Let me know so I can tell the doctor later."
However, he just looked at her, speechless. Although his face was drained of color from the pain, he didn't seem to care.
How could this happen? She felt her head starting to throb, "Benedict, you should go to the hospital if you're not well. How will you get better if you don't go? If you faint later, I won't be responsible to get you up."
His eyes started to lose focus. He stared at her dazedly. Suddenly, he grinned and said, "If I go to the hospital, will you come with me?"
"I have to pick Beanie up. You..."
He closed his eyes with a look of understanding and smiled ruefully.
"Of course. For someone like me, no one would know even if I died in the hospital."
Seeing him like this, Minerva couldn't help but grit her teeth and said, "When the ambulance arrives, Beanie should be out by then. After I send him home, I'll go to the hospital immediately to see you, or... Ill call your employees and let them..."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the hospital."
Seeing that he agreed, Minerva couldn't say anything else. She could only nervously wait by the side for the ambulance. The ambulance had yet to arrive when Beanie came out. When he saw his mother, he happily ran over towards her.
"Mommy."
"Beanie," Minerva waved at him. He walked up to her side and snuggled up to her. Then, he looked over at Benedict, who was propped up against the wall weakly.
"Hey, what's wrong with him?"
"He's not feeling well and I'm waiting for the ambulance. Can you wait for me for a while?"
Beanie nodded very sensibly, "Of course, I'll wait with you."
"Thank you, Beanie."
Minerva was naturally happy to see how considerate Beanie was.
Benedict leaned against the wall and sat there, feeling fatigued. When he heard Beanie's voice, he slowly opened his eyes. Looking into his dark round eyes, he forced a smile.
"Beanie, you're here..."
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