His hands started applying some medicine on my sprained ankle before he started wrapping tape around my ankle.
“Thank you, Adrian,” I thanked him after he was done.
“If it swells up, I’m going to get you to take medicine for it,” he warned sternly as he got up.
“I’m sure it’ll be fine soon,” I said as I smiled up at him.
Adrian looked down at me from where he was standing right in front of me before he sighed loudly. It was my first day working for him and I’m already causing him so much trouble and concern.
“You don’t need to tend to me next time, you know. I know you’re busy so it’s fine if you get the other doctors to do it. You should only treat VVIP patients, right?” I said half teasingly and half seriously.
“Who says you’re not a VVIP patient?” he teased me back before he reached out a hand and placed it firmly on my shoulder.
“Am I as important as a minister now?” I asked with a small laugh.
“You’re way more important,” Adrian replied.