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    At the mention of hispanyb, /bTyler’s eyes turned solemn.

    b“/bYou don’t need to worry about that. I have my ways.”

    Rachel knew from Tyler’s tone that Steven had really gone all out this time.

    She didn’t pursue the matter with Tyler. She knew how prideful he was, especially with Yale around.

    Xavier soon found them after they returned to the hospital. “I rushed over the moment I heard the news!

    What’s with the two of you, doing a disappearing act?b” /b

    Tyler gave him a half–smile. “We had something to attend to.”

    Xavier gave Tyler a knowing look as he surveyed him from head to toe. “Something to attend to? Tell me, what are you capable of doing in your current state?”

    Xavier had the knack of nagging endlessly when he was in the mood.

    “It’s bad enough that you left the hospital while injured. Why did you take her with you, too? How is the hospital going to bear the consequences if anything happens to you both?”

    Tyler looked unsympathetically at Xavier. “You’re getting naggier with age, just like myte grandmother.”

    Tyler found his grandmother naggy–she was still naggy even at her deathbed. Her words still rang in his mind, as though he had just heard them yesterday.

    Instead of replying to Xavier’s question, Tyler looked expressionlessly at him with an impatient gaze. The air between them turned awkward.

    Tyler refused to give him a response despite Xavier’s nagging. Xavier naturally could understand that, given Tyler’s temperament.

    However, what made him even angrier was that Tyler didn’t even bother to deign him a look. Tyler simply ignored him.

    Xavier pursed his lips, his face dark with displeasure. He opened his mouth to speak again.

    “You…”

    “Dr. Jenkins, umm… Mr. Hunt had work to do. Something urgent cropped up at work, and he had bto /battend to it in person.”

    Rachel took the initiative to exin the situation before Xavier blew up, which helped to ease the tension

    between the two men.

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    Xavier and Tyler were close enough to do away with pleasantries, but Xavier was bnaturally /bmore polite to

    Rachel.

    “Ms. Lloyd, I can understand if Tyler has things to do and ces ito /igo while hospitalized. He’s used bto /bbeing independent and doing whatever he pleases. He takes everyone else’s advice as hot bair/b. As bfor /bbyou/b, I’ve consulted your attending doctor. Although you didn’t bear any external injuries, byou /bsuffered a bmajor /bshock. Don’t underestimate such trauma. You require rest and recuperation.”

    Rachel knew that Xavier had good intentions. Although he was a tad too naggy, it was out of concern bfor /b

    them.

    She nodded and said, “I know, Dr. Jenkins. We really shouldn’t have snuck out of the hospital this time. We won’t do it again.”

    Rachel’s meek and submissive demeanor made Xavier feel much better. He tilted his chin in Tyler’s

    direction.

    “See that, Tyler? That’s how you talk to people–unlike you, looking at others down your nose.”

    Tyler stared at him nonchntly. “That’s because she’s more courteous and patient than I am. And why should I talk so nicely to another man like you? What if my girlfriend misunderstands?”

    Xavier almost rolled his eyes.

    Rachel tugged at the hem of Tyler’s shirt, feeling extremely awkward. “Tyler, quit your nonsense!”

    Tyler stretched his arms, looking helpless.

    “I really can’t get it through to you two. You’re not on the same level as I am. Go back and train yourselves beforeing back to me again.”

    With that, he tilted his chin up haughtily and limped back into his ward.