Love Between A Cook And A Doctor

Chapter 23 A Strange Injured Man

She stood up slowly and put the account books into her car.

The manager looked at her helplessly and had no way to resist.

"By the way," She suddenly turned around and said, "In order not to make the investigation wrong, I

have to report it to the clean government office tomorrow. Why don't you go with me tomorrow? Aren't

you the manager? You are the most persuasive person in what you are in charge of... "

"Miss. Cherry." He couldn't stand it anymore. "I will resign after the bill is paid."

"Why will you resign?" She pretended to be surprised. "You did a good job. Is it you who made a fake

account?"

"No, it's not me." He wiped his sweat and said, "I want to tell you for a long time..."

"All right." Without any hesitation, Cherry said, "You want to resign by yourself. I don't need to pay you

the severance pay, right?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

"That's good. I don't want you to have to cooperate with the investigation. " Cherry got on the car

gracefully.

The car started slowly, and her eyes became deep.

Fight with her?

She didn't call the police right away, which was enough to give him time.

Severance pay?

'I'm sorry. I won't give him a penny!'

It was raining outside.

A few days after the opening ceremony, the customers in the restaurant had been stabilized.

It was raining outside. In addition to the guests who had made an appointment, there were only a few

people who came to the restaurant to have some simple food at the outer table.

When the kitchen was idle, Jerome immediately asked several workers to play mahjong. Cherry simply

ignored him and sat in front of the counter, only looking at the rain outside the window.

In front of her was a long glass cabinet, in which there were gifts from some important guests.

In the middle was the precious Lafite.

She stared blankly at it, feeling somewhat melancholy.

Was it just like what Adela said that a strong woman like her was actually very feminine and needed

men to take care of?

No, she didn't think she needed it.

She bit her lower lip and looked down at the phone.

He had her number.

She had his number.

But he never called her.

She was a little flustered.

Did he have no feelings for her at all? Such a cold man showed a warm expression to her and even

sent her a gift specially...

But she didn't dare to call him.

What if he had no feelings for her at all?

She buried her whole face in her arms.

What a shame...

She was in a dilemma...

'Call him or not...'

When she was hesitating, the last table of guests had already left.

The rain hadn't stopped yet. She looked up and was almost scared out of her mind by her father.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Jerome lied on his stomach in front of her. With a pitiful look on his face, Jerome asked, "Can I go out

for a walk after the closing tonight?"

"It's raining outside." Cherry frowned.

She knew what he wanted to do.

"But I've been with you for a week... I, your father, is so boring... " Jerome pretended to be cute and

even blinked his eyes charmingly.

"Dad, are your eyes cramped?" She snorted.

He was really defeated. "Don't you have a boyfriend? Ask your boyfriend to keep you company and

give dad a holiday. "

Cherry stared at him sensitively, "Boyfriend? What boyfriend? "

The employees around all pricked up their ears at the same time.

Jerome immediately covered his mouth.

Oh, no, he spilled the beans. Her daughter was shy.

He chuckled and said, "Forget it. I'm leaving now. You're responsible for the rest work."

He ran away quickly.

Cherry sighed.

Wasn't her father worried that it would be unsafe for her to go home alone in rainy days? He only cared

about looking for fun!

It seemed that she just indulged him in playing those rounds of mahjong and hooked up his gambling

addiction.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening when the restaurant was closed.

After carefully cleaning up every corner, Cherry closed the door and was about to leave after checking

again.

There were still a lot of garbage in the back alley. As soon as the rain got them wet, the waste water

would flow everywhere.

Cherry's temples throbbed when she saw it.

'Damn it! The guy in charge of the back kitchen tomorrow must be punished by me!'

She grabbed the broom, quickly swept the trash into the trash can and pushed it to the recycle bin.

The rain was dripping and the back alley was dark.

On top of the rubbish, there was a human puppet.

Damn! Why did someone throw it here?

She reached out to grab it and was about to throw it back. When she touched the hand of the "puppet",

she was so shocked that she withdrew her hand.

This... This didn't look like a puppet's hand.

The cold feeling, the realistic touch, this...

She leaned forward and looked at the unidentified object lying on the garbage bag in the dim light.

The rain fell along his face, and the blood at the corner of his mouth winding down the rain.

Cherry took a deep breath.

So vivid... Absolutely... It must be a person!

She reached out her hand and put it under his nose.

He was breathing!

This was a living man!

She was shocked.

No matter why he was here, she had to save him!

Without further ado, she took out her mobile phone and took a picture of this scene. Then she drove

the car to the alley and laboriously carried the man into the car.

The man was completely wet. His handsome face was as pale as paper, and his body seemed to be

covered with bruises.

She put him on the back seat, and the car had been stained with blood for a while.

She took off the man's coat, pulled out a blanket and wrapped him tightly.

"Sir, sir..." She patted his cheek and said, "Can you hear me?"

The man's eyelids moved. Cherry took her drinking cup, dipped some tissue in it and twirled it on his

lips.

"I'll take you to the hospital right away. I'm the one who saved you. My name is Cherry. "

The man nodded slightly.

Cherry then went back to the driver's seat and started the car.

It was already over eleven o'clock, but Cherry had no time to hesitate.

She finally dialed a number that she had always wanted to call today.

"Hello." The man's voice was steady.

"Jacob." She steadied her voice, "This is Cherry."

"Okay." He replied lightly.

"Uh..." She turned the car around and said, "I want to go to your hospital. Are you on duty now?"

"Give me fifteen minutes." He didn't hesitate.

And he didn't ask for any reason.

Then he hung up the phone.

She felt relieved.

This was Jacob...

When Cherry drove the car to the hospital's upward slope, Jacob was already waiting at the gate of the

hospital.

He was wearing a neat white gown, and there was no expression on his face.

Cherry jumped off the car and waved at him.

He walked quickly over and said, "You... Is there anything wrong with you? "

Shaking her head, Cherry pointed to the car.

Seeing the dying man in the car, Jacob narrowed his eyes.

He turned around and shouted, "Hurry up, stretcher!"

He nodded at Cherry and said, "He should be sent to the emergency room right away. I guess it's too

late. It's troublesome. "

Before he could say anything more, he had already entered the emergency room with two nurses.

The light was on.

Cherry was sitting on the bench outside the emergency room.

The blood and mud on her body almost ruined the whole windbreaker. She took it off and wanted to put

it into the trash can. But after thinking for a while, she still held it in her arms.

She had nothing to do with this man. She couldn't lose any evidence related to him.

The door of the emergency room opened and a nurse came out in a hurry.

Cherry's eyes lit up and she immediately walked up to her and asked, "How is it? Is he all right? "

The nurse rolled her eyes at her and said, "How could it be that fast? The wound is very serious. We

have to transfer him to the operating room for suturing. " She walked a few steps forward and suddenly

remembered something. She turned around and said, "Doctor Jacob asked me to tell you that no

matter who that person is, you should call the police. The wound on his body is gunshot wound! "

Cherry took a deep breath.

The shooting scenes on TV quickly flashed in front of her. She shivered at the thought of those bosses

who were wearing white clothes, with cigars in their mouths and tattoos all over their bodies.

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All of a sudden, the door was completely opened.

Jacob walked in the front.

He looked at Cherry and said in a low voice, "He's not in a good condition. He's seriously injured, but

the injuries aren't life-threatening." He whispered in her ear, "Call the police right now. After recording

the confession, you can leave. I'll take care of the rest. "

He didn't say a more word.

He had already stepped into the exclusive elevator to the operating room on the sixteen floor.

The police in the H City were really efficient.

In less than ten minutes, several policemen had arrived at the hospital.

"You called the police?"

Cherry nodded repeatedly.

She showed the photos and the blood clothes to the two policemen.

The two men's faces froze at the sight of the bullet holes on the man's blood clothes.

After seeing the photos on the phone, one of the older man winked at his colleague and tried to speak

to Cherry as calmly as possible, "Miss, since the case is very complicated, please follow us to the

police station to record a statement, okay?"

Cherry looked at him vigilantly, "But he hasn't finished the operation yet..."

"It doesn't matter." the elder said. "You go with me. My colleague will stay here to follow up the injured.

We need to further confirm what you said. Is that okay? "

Cherry helplessly spread out her hands and said, "Okay."

It was one of the duties of citizens in the H City to cooperate with the police investigation.