Chapter 590: Daisy's Injured Feet (part two)
"Edward called, how dare I not come here soon enough. What? Can I dawdle? Not if I want to live. By the way, Daisy, what's up with all your problems recently? It scares me and makes my heart skip a beat every time I receive a call like that," said Tom. "I am worried about you two."
He put his hand over his heart, patting in an exaggerated way. It seemed that he did really care about their health. Edward wasn't fooled. The CEO went downstairs after hearing Tom's voice. He thought this guy cried more about his expensive medicine than anything else! Still, wasn't the medicine made to be used? Was Tom going to keep it for show? He just could not understand why Tom was so stingy when it came to his meds.
In this case, I think a heart transplant is necessary for you. If this heart is so weak, you should change it for a new strong one. Do you need a knife? I can lend one to you," said Edward coldly. He looked askance at Tom, and eventually put his eyes on Daisy, as if he were not talking with Tom at all.
Damn it, do you really think I can do this surgery on myself? I should be flattered. Oh my god, how could you think up such an idea? No, don't answer. How could I expect someone without any medical knowledge to understand how to perform a heart transplant surgery," said Tom.
He had thought that Edward was not here. That's why he said those words to Daisy. Edward just popped up, like a ghost flying into the house. It shocked him and his fragile heart. It was better for him just to keep silent, otherwise he'd have to face up Edward's anger. He might die and never know how it happened.
As long as you're here, I don't need to learn how to be a doctor," Edward said, looking at Tom as if he were an idiot for asking such an idiotic question. Edward wasn't affected by his barbs, and kept his poker face. He then made a beeline for Daisy. It seemed that Tom came here immediately after he got the call. Otherwise how could he arrive here in just half an hour?
You think I'm cheap labor? I'm hurt. Wait til you get my bill." Tom sighed, and started examining Daisy, putting his medical satchel down. Yes, those who had the money were the bosses. To them, he was just another worker. He finally understood what Rain moaned about all the time. It was not a good feeling.
"Are you sure you're cheap labor? If that's true I should be getting a refund." Edward smiled widely. Hmmm, these guys all behaved the same. They always had a lot of money in their wallets, yet they still complained they were slaves. In that case, he was glad to make their wishes come true.
"Oh, no, Boss, my dear boss, my handsome boss. I was just kidding. You're so clever! I was just making a joke, trying to be as clever as you. And you're also kidding, right?" Tom laughed nervously. "You cracked the best joke, Edward." Damn it! Tom regretted what he said already. Why did he irritate the guy who paid the bills? How could he forget the big check completely! Anyway, he had to head to the bank to cash the cheque as soon as he was done here. He thought he needed to do this, just in case Edward wasn't joking.
"I've always been a very serious person. You don't know that all this time? Enough talk. I'll let you concentrate on Daisy." Edward looked at him, sighing slightly. He was thinking whether he made a wrong decision, encouraging Tom to hang out with Rain recently. It seemed that Tom had learned all the tricks from Rain but hadn't learned any good habits.
"Yes, yes. Now let's see..." Tom said as he opened his medicine bag. He was wondering why Edward was so impatient today and why the boss could not understand his sense of humor. What a bad temper, Tom thought. He also thought that maybe Edward needed a checkup. He was wondering if Edward's climacterium had come early despite his still young age. That would be fantastic. But it seemed that Tom forgot Mr. Mu's bad temper. If Edward knew what Tom was thinking, he would absolutely kick Tom out of the house.
"Take your time, Tom, take your time. Don't listen to Edward," said Daisy. Daisy was really happy that Tom paid this special visit to them. But she hadn't imagined that they'd start fighting again, the very moment they saw each other. And that embarrassed Daisy, as she did not know how to respond or what to do next. So Daisy interrupted their quarreling directly to shut Edward up.
"OK, Daisy. I really appreciate your patience," Tom said in an unctuous tone. He then gave Edward a provocative look with his eyebrows raised happily, showing off his small win. Edward smiled coldly. He didn't feel angry about Tom's challenge. Because if he wanted, there were too many chances for him to play tricks on this guy. Revenge is a dish best served cold.
Given how active you are, I'm not surprised by your sprained ankle. But how did the soles of your feet get injured? Did you take off your shoes and walk on broken glass? I just don't get how you got so many small cuts. It is lucky that you did the first aid well, washing off the cuts before you bandaged your feet. You really don't want sand trapped in there." Tom looked at Daisy's feet carefully, with his forehead knotted in a frown. He still could not understand how Daisy could injure herself so badly.
"Well, Tom, because my ankle was twisted so badly, I had to take off my shoes to walk. If I shed just one shoe I wouldn't be able to keep my balance. But I didn't think things would gi from bad to worse like this. Daisy bit her lip. She just wanted to get off the mountain quickly and the pain in her feet didn't bother her. She just keep walking, till she felt the pain get worse and more intense. When it was sheer agony, she looked down and saw how bad things were. Both her feet had tiny pieces of gravel embedded in the flesh. It would be fine if the gravels were normal. But all these rocks seemed to be man-made, with sharp points designed ti hurt people.