The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1082

Eric was pushed out in a wheelchair by a doctor. The bruises on his face were coated with a thick layer of medicine. His forehead was wrapped in gauze, and even his arms were bandaged.

He looked fine when he went in, so why did he come out sitting in a wheelchair?

Keith was instantly shocked. 'Isn't Eric being a little too dramatic? I told him to get a normal checkup, not t o check for terminal illness!'

Before Keith could say anything, the nurses not far away discussed in a low voice.

"Wasn't Ms. Stanton just here? Was that guy beside M s. Stanton, her boyfriend?"

"Yup, they look so loving. Her boyfriend only got a small injury, but she was so distraught that she almost cried in public..."

"They look so good together! Her boyfriend is so handsome too. I'm so envious!"

Keith's expression changed, but it was already too late for him to try to stop them.

The rest of Eric's face which had not been coated with salve turned ashen and ugly.

Eric stood up abruptly and tore off the bandage on his hand and the gauze on his forehead.

Then, he walked out with large strides.

Eric could not even bother to act pitiful now.

What a joke!

The doctor behind him was speechless.

Eric had insisted on them treating him like his injuries were critical earlier.

Slightly abraded muscles? Wrap them in bandages!

Bruises on his head? Cover them with gauze!

Keith hurriedly struggled out of the massage chair and got up to chase after Eric.

"Eerg..."

Before Keith left, he looked back at the doctor.

The doctor immediately spoke.

"Mr. Ferguson's wounds are superficial. This is the ointment. Use it thrice a day and its effects should be visible after three days."

Keith nodded gratefully and chased after Eric with the ointment in hand.

"Eerg..."

Keith did not dare to let Eric drive because he still wanted to live.

He forcefully dragged Eric down from the driver's seat and climbed into it himself.