Flynn turned his head to see a doctor in a white coat and mask walking in.
Eleanor had mentioned finding a doctor for him, but he hadn’t given it much thought at the time.
He was stunned by how much Eleanor cared about him.
Feeling touched, he sat up and greeted the doctor politely.
“Hello, are you the doctor Miss Turner invited? Please take a seat.
“Yes, it’s me.”
The man who appeared like a doctor sat down and adjusted his glasses.
Flynn couldn’t quite see the doctor’s expression because he Lowered his head.
“Thank you,” Flynn said, dropping his guard and feeling grateful for the doctor’s visit.
“Don’t mention it. I’m just doing my job since Miss Turner has paid me for it,” the doctor replied humbly.
After giving Flynn a quick examination, the doctor brought out a syringe.
“What’s that for? Aren’t you going to prescribe some other medicine?”
Flynn’s face scrunched up as he hesitated, but he extended his arm anyway.
“This medicine will help with your recovery. Let’s start with this injection, and we’ll take care of everything else later.” The doctor took a piece of cotton with tweezers to sterilize Flynn’s arm with iodine.
Watching the doctor’s unprofessional movements, Flynn began to feel more and more skeptical.
Although he was bruised all over his body, Flynn knew it wasn’t really that bad.
He had dealt with injured people himself when he was. still Nathaniel’s assistant, and he had never seen the need for injections to treat such minor injuries.
As the needle was about to pierce his skin, Flynn’s suspicions grew stronger.
He turned his wrist, caught the doctor’s hand with his other hand, shoved him away and yelled, “You’re not a real doctor! Who are you?!”
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“I never thought you’d find out,” the man said, caught off guard. He yanked the stethoscope from around his neck and lunged at Flynn with his fist.
“Well, no use pretending anymore. Someone wants you dead, and you are not leaving here alive!”
Despite the pain, Flynn managed to dodge the blow and rolled backward to create some distance between them.
“Who sent you to me?!” he demanded.
“Haven’t you figured it out already?”