Beatrice was sitting on the ground when Andrius arrived. She folded up the trousers of her cycling jersey, revealing her glowing alabaster skin.

She happily waved to Andrius. "Andrius, I'm here."

Every time Andrius saw her smiling face, he could feel her vigorously youthful vitality.

He hurriedly got out of the car and walked over with the small first aid kit.

At a glance, her knee appeared to be badly scratched, bleeding heavily and bruised all over.

The front wheel of the bicycle next to her had been deformed.

"I didn't notice that it's going downhill here, so it was too fast. A random rock popped up, and my bike turned sideways as it went over the rock, so I fell!" Beatrice smiled playfully.

She was easily approachable to the opposite sex.

Andrius quickly took out the kit, helped her do a simple cleaning and disinfection, and then wrapped the wound with gauze.

In the process, Beatrice was so physically close to Andrius that the faint floral scent on her body kept wafting into his nose.

Beatrice noticed Andrius' slightly embarrassed expression and felt more endearment toward this adorable, strait-laced man.

go, I'll send you home." Andrius

his arm,

frowned because

the car?

thought, ‘No matter how stupid a man is, he should understand that I’m giving him a chance for close

looked embarrassed and shook his head. "Uh... Miss Murray, I'd better

he stretched out his left

only sigh inside. ‘How could he be

Beatrice to a small clinic for wound treatment, Andrius

senses after a long time. ‘What is going on with this man? With the recent frequent contact,

can't get into his

......

day off. She was home taking care of her mother. She received a message from Andrius yesterday,

the end, he

had another date with that

quickly shook her head, consoling herself not to

important thing now is for Mom to recover faster

make some achievements as a hospital director, so I won’t forsake my best friend's life-saving grace

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