Chapter 165
Chapter 165
Grace came sprinting up, panic etched across her face, as she called out, “Mr. Curtis, Suzan’s hurt!”
Upon hearing someone was injured, Leanne didn’t hesitate. Her long strides closed the distance as she
rushed toward the scene. The instincts of a physician, honed through years of medical school and
practice, were ingrained in her very marrow.
Impartial in the face of injury, she would’ve assisted anyone in need – even Curtis, had he been the
one wounded.
All those nights spent poring over textbooks, and not once had they suggested turning a blind eye to
those in distress.
Pushing past the crowd, Leanne rounded the bend to find Suzan propped up on arge rock, her face
contorted with pain.
“What happened?” Leanne inquired..
Suzan bit her lip in agony. “I missed a step and took a tumble. I’m fine, really. You guys should all go
on; dawn’s breaking soon.”
Her light-colored jeans were torn, revealing a bleeding wound at her ankle.
Leanne, with her gloved hands, gently lifted Suzan’s ankle to inspect it more closely. “Can you move
your foot? Is there pain anywhere else?” she asked.
“It might be sprained; my ankle’s throbbing. Not sure if I can walk on it,” Suzan winced.
Leanne, silent, turned to Curtis to ask for her backpack containing her emergency medical
kit.
Before she could speak, Curtis had already ced the kit in her hands.
Leanne used scissors from the kit to cut away the fabric around the wound, exposing it fully, then
carefully rinsed the cut with saline to remove any grit and dirt before disinfecting it.
Curtis stood by, observing her with a downcast gaze. Leanne may have stopped being a doctor, but her
calm professionalism as a doctor was unmistakable. Her movements were swift, steady, and
methodical.
There was an air of efficiency and amanding presence about Leanne that inspired confidence.
“It’s not a deep wound. Leave it be, and once you’re back, keep it exposed to air. Clean and dry is the
way to go. If your ankle is truly sprained, have it checked out thoroughly at the hospital.”
After repacking her kit, Leanne said, “Someone should take her back.”
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With that, she walked away, medical bag in hand.
Suzan looked at Curtis, and all eyes naturally followed,nding on him expectantly.
Curtis, hands casually in his pockets, seemed oblivious to the silent appeal directed at him, his gaze
briefly flitting over to Devin.
“You take her,” Curtis said inly.
Devin pointed to himself in disbelief. “Me?”
The thought of trekking back down after nearly reaching the summit seemed ludicrous.
Curtis tossed him a shlight. “You’re not busy.”
“I am very busy…” Devin began, ncing around.
Curtis was out of the picture, since he’d just spent a sleepless night and then scaled a mountain to win
back his wife.
Skyler was there with his girlfriend; he wouldn’t abandon her for another woman.
Then there was Jeremy, already apanied by his sister and harboring an obvious crush on Curtis’
wife.
Looking around, Devin realized he truly was the only spare wheel.
With a resigned grit of his teeth, Devin bent down in front of Suzan. “I’ll carry you back
down.”
Clearly, this wasn’t the oue Suzan had hoped for.
She called out to Curtis, who was already walking away, her voice low. “Devin’s probably looking
forward to the sunrise. Look at how reluctant he is; I feel bad for him. Curtis, could you take me back
instead?”
Curtis was devoid of any brotherly affection one might expect. “He’s never had it tough; it’s about time
he did.”
Devin’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Bro, I’ve always been there for you, and this is how you repay me?”
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Curtis patted the back of Devin’s head with a brotherly gesture. “If one of us has to bite the bullet, why
not you? I’ve got pressing matters to attend to. Take one for the team.”
“It’s just a sunrise, what’s so pressing?” Suzan’splexion was pale. “It’s not your first sunrise.”
Curtis paused, turned to cast a casual nce at her, and said with an air of nonchnce, “I’m on the
verge of losing my wife. Isn’t that pressing enough for me?”
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