My Mute Bride

Chapter 270 Abducted and Sold by Human Traffickers

Rachel frowned slightly and avoided the topic. “Give Julian a call. He should be on duty in the hospital today.” “There are so many doctors there. Why does it have to be him?”

“If you want to get another doctor and queue up with everyone else, I don’t mind waiting with you.” Justin pondered for a moment before he said, “Fine. Let’s look for Julian.”

Rachel thought he merely didn’t want to queue up, but she didn’t realize that he just wanted Julian to see her caring for him. In the emergency department of the hospital, Julian had already been waiting after he received the call. “What on earth happened?”

“Someone caused trouble on the construction site and injured him by mistake,” Rachel explained as she helped Justin to sit down. “I’ll tell you more later. Can you check his wound first?”

Justin kept holding onto Rachel without letting go.

Seeing that, Julian frowned and asked, “What? You injured your head, right? Did you injure your hands as well? Can’t you let go?”

Justin was obviously doing it on purpose. “If you aren’t willing to treat me, you can get another doctor.”

“I didn’t say that. It’s my duty as a doctor.” As he spoke, Julian pulled Rachel away and held Justin down. “Don’t move. Let me have a look.”

Though he was indeed wounded, it was only a flesh wound.

“Are you experiencing any nausea?”

“No.”

“Then it shouldn’t be a big issue. You don’t need to take a CT scan. I’ll just disinfect and bandage your wound. You’ll be fine then.”

Hearing that, Rachel finally let out a breath of relief.

Looking at her, Justin said, “I told you I’m fine. You don’t have to worry.”

replied, “It’s still better to see

two of them were talking, Julian had already gotten a razor and held Justin’s head down. With incredible speed, he shaved his hair

you doing?” His loud roar echoed in the

can I disinfect you and clean

trying to get back at me!” Justin touched the back of his head, and he could clearly feel that it

you’re saying. I’m a doctor. How could I get back at you? There’s still a part that I

Julian to approach him as he threatened, “Take that thing

Julian spread

bandaged your wound yet. Hurry and listen

should I listen to him? He’s

Is your hair more important than your life? What

his anger and sat down reluctantly. As he listened to the sound of the shaving razor buzzing behind his head, his cold face turned stiffer by the minute, and he

shaving Justin’s hair, he began to disinfect the

inhaled a sharp breath. “Doesn’t

doesn’t. It’s always like this. If you don’t believe me, ask Justin.” Julian pressed Justin’s neck and poured some hydrogen peroxide on the back of his head, asking,

words out. “It doesn’t

could he admit that it hurt in front of his

gauze was applied to the bald spot on the back of his

just too hideous.” Justin frowned as he looked at his

still bothered about that?” Julian mocked while cleaning up the medical equipment. “You used to have such a big scar on your face, but

of the scar, Justin’s brows furrowed slightly. “By the way, Julian, how in the world did I even get that

up from the car accident, he had almost no memory of the scar on his face, and he felt uncomfortable looking at it, so he

know the details, but I think you got the scar when you were

“Human traffickers?”

of pain in his temples as some uncomfortable scenes flashed in his mind, making his head buzz. Julian paused slightly as he packed his

pressed on, questioning, “What

“It’s nothing.”