Chapter 229 Boyfriend
Hearing this, Olivia looked at the man's wrist. On his lean wrist bone, he wore two bracelets.
One of them was something Olivia had seen before - pure black in color, very textured.
The other was the bracelet she had given him earlier.
The two bracelets sat side by side, yet didn't look out of place. On the contrary, they complemented each other beautifully.
The man's temperament was already cool and restrained, and these beads made him look even more refined and composed.
Below were his well-defined fingers, flawless in every way.
At a rather inappropriate moment, Olivia wanted to sigh that Andrew's hands were ridiculously good-looking!
They didn't inspire even the slightest improper thought.
She took a deep breath, pushed down the wild images in her mind, and responded, "Okay."
She reached out to unfasten the round bead clasp she had modified.
As if worried Andrew wouldn't know how to undo it later, she explained while working, "I was worried the clasp might come loose easily before, so I deliberately designed it to be tight.
Though it looks complicated, it's not hard to undo. Like this..."
Andrew watched her bow her head, teaching so earnestly, and raised his eyebrow slightly.
Mischievously, he lifted his arm a bit.
Absorbed in undoing the clasp, Olivia was caught off guard and stumbled forward two steps, suddenly much closer to him.
Olivia was startled.
Andrew calmly raised his hand and said, "This way, you can see more clearly. Continue."
But Olivia felt a bit unsettled.
Their current distance was a bit too close.
Yet Andrew had already raised his hand in front of her, and because of their height difference, she had to tilt her head up slightly.
Moreover, in the previous position, his hand had been lowered, so when she was undoing the clasp, she wouldn't touch his arm.
But now she had to hold his wrist to keep the bracelet steady.
While putting in the medicine, this position inevitably meant touching his skin.
Olivia felt very embarrassed.
But Andrew seemed completely unaware, letting her fuss over it.
Little did she know, his heart was being tickled by her fingertips' light touches.
His eyes darkened again and again, his gaze occasionally watching her expression, noting how she still didn't dare meet his eyes.
His look couldn't help but become more playful.
What exactly had happened to make her like this?
Olivia didn't know what he was thinking. After a while, she finally got all the medicine in and told him, "Done."
Then she was about to pull her hand back.
Just then, Andrew suddenly grabbed her wrist.
Their warm skin pressed together. Olivia looked up at him in surprise, "What... what's wrong?"
Andrew lightly rubbed the back of her hand, saying somewhat casually, "Seems like there's something dirty."
Olivia looked at her wrist in confusion but didn't see anything dirty.
She looked at Andrew and asked, "Did... did you see it wrong?"
Andrew didn't answer. Holding her wrist, he turned her palm over to look, checking it twice, his fingertips seemingly brushing against her hand.
Olivia couldn't stay calm anymore.
Just as she was hesitating whether to pull her hand back directly, Andrew finally let go, saying lightly, "Guess I really did see it wrong."
Olivia quickly pulled her hand back. The places he had touched seemed to still carry his warmth.
She felt very uncomfortable, not daring to look at him, her hidden ears burning red and hot.
"Mommy, Daddy, can we leave now?" A childish little voice rang out not far from them.
Bianca had her little backpack on, wearing a pink lace-trimmed hat, and holding her water bottle.
Only then did Olivia remember the main business.
She forced herself to steady down, trying to keep her voice calm as she said to Andrew, "Bianca is already urging us. Mr. Hamilton, you should take her and leave first."
"Mm." Andrew looked down at her evasive eyes, didn't say much more, and turned to wave at Bianca.
Bianca ran over to him in small steps, grabbed his hand, and didn't forget to turn back and say goodbye to Olivia. "Mommy, bye!"
"Yes, bye, baby."
After watching them get in the car and leave together, Olivia's palm still felt like it was on fire.
She couldn't help but think, 'Was Mr. Hamilton's action just now deliberate?'
But she had no proof.
Olivia turned and went inside.
Half an hour later, Evelyn came over for a meal as usual. Seeing Olivia staring at her palm from time to time, she was very confused. "What's wrong? Did you hurt your hand? Or scrape it? You've looked at it six times in five minutes. Come on, let me see, what's going on?"
Olivia heard her teasing but didn't dare admit it, stubbornly retorting, "What... what do you mean?"
Yara couldn't help but laugh out loud, saying, "Maybe it really is scraped. Mr. Hamilton was holding it earlier, rubbing it for quite a while. Men never know their own strength, better check it carefully."
This even more direct teasing than Evelyn's made Olivia's whole face turn red in an instant. "Yara, what are you talking about!"
Evelyn started teasing dramatically, her eyes gleaming with gossip, "Olivia, come on, tell us what happened. How did you two develop so fast behind my back?"
Olivia didn't want to deal with her. She grabbed the toast from the table and stuffed it in her mouth, "Yara prepared so much good food, if even this can't shut your mouth, just eat, and go to work when you're done!"
Evelyn had finally heard some gossip and wasn't about to give up so easily without getting to the bottom of it.
She chewed and swallowed the toast in two bites, then continued, "You think blocking my mouth will work? I'll keep asking after I eat..."
Olivia didn't give her the chance. After finishing her own breakfast, she quickly left, ignoring Evelyn's pursuit for gossip.
By the time she got to the research institute, her mood had completely calmed down.
In the morning, after she held an early meeting, Daniel sent her a message, saying, "We've already gathered some evidence to sue Lyle.
However, for the analysis of the similarity between both drugs, we need more professional data to prove it. You'll have to handle this part."
After reading it, Olivia replied, "Okay, I'll analyze it as soon as possible and send it to your email."
At Silverbrook Manor, at Sophia's enthusiastic invitation, Lyle came over early in the morning with his medical kit to treat Michael.
Before coming, he had already learned about Michael's leg condition and knew some details about how Rodolfo's student had treated him earlier.
Sophia told him, "The prescription Olivia wrote is still here, but recently he's been drinking it a lot without much effect.
I figure it probably needs to be combined with treatment to really work.
Dr. Warner, as someone from the Medica Vitae Sect, you must have mastered some amazing medical skills, right?"
Hearing this, Lyle said with an inscrutable expression, "Of course!"
Hearing this answer, Sophia smiled happily and said, "Then I'll trouble you!"
Lyle didn't waste words and directly opened his medical kit to start preparing.
In fact, he hadn't learned any medical skills related to the Medica Vitae Sect.
The conditions for learning the Medica Vitae Sect's medical skills were quite harsh, and only core students of the Medica Vitae Sect could learn them.
Back then, he hadn't even had time to be exposed to them before leaving the Medica Vitae Sect.
However, he wasn't worried at all.
Olivia had been treating Michael for several years already, so it should be almost done.
Going forward, he just needed to provide appropriate treatment. Even if it wasn't as good as Rodolfo and his student, it probably wouldn't be too far off.
The leg would recover sooner or later!
Lyle loved this kind of halfway takeover job the most - effortless and convenient.
After taking out his things with a relaxed expression, he soon began treating Michael's leg.
Although Michael didn't say much, he watched the other's actions carefully.
Lyle's technique was indeed skilled, but the treatment method seemed somewhat different from Olivia's.
He carefully recalled Olivia's previous treatment process. Back then, it didn't seem to require so many steps.
Not many steps, but the effect was immediate each time.
Michael watched for a while and couldn't help but question, "I remember it didn't need so many steps before. Dr. Warner, did you make a mistake?"
Facing his doubt, Lyle said calmly, "This isn't the early stage of treatment, so naturally there will be changes.
Mr. Johnson, haven't you heard that for the same dish, every chef uses different seasonings? What's more for doctors?
Olivia is Olivia, I am me. Mr. Johnson, do you not trust me?"
Michael frowned and couldn't help but say again, "But every time Olivia treated me before, it could quickly stop the pain and make my leg stop cramping and going numb..."
Lyle continued, "How long has it been since you had treatment? Your leg nerves must have become sluggish again. The treatment was delayed, so your leg must have gotten worse than before.
Now that we're picking up the treatment again, of course it feels different."
At this point, Lyle's expression also became somewhat displeased.
He directly questioned Michael, "Mr. Johnson, after all you've said, are you questioning my medical skills?"
Before Michael could say anything, Sophia quickly spoke up to smooth things over, "No, Dr. Warner, please don't be angry. Michael is just in too much pain, that's why he asked. Please don't hold it against him."
Then she turned back to persuade Michael, "Michael, Dr. Warner is experienced and definitely can't be compared to Olivia. Don't use Olivia as a template and judge everything by her standards."
Hearing both of them say this, Michael ultimately said nothing more.
Half an hour later, Lyle finished the treatment.
Michael carefully assessed how he felt and found that the pain and numbness had indeed eased somewhat.
But the soreness and swelling in his legs hadn't disappeared.
Compared to before the treatment, the difference was too great. Michael temporarily dismissed his doubts.
Perhaps he was just overthinking it!
Olivia had been busy all day and finally finished analyzing the data in the evening, sending it to Daniel.
After finishing her work, she glanced at the time.
Andrew had taken Bianca out today, so they should be about done by now, right?
She was just about to call and ask when Briar came to knock on the door.
Olivia looked up and heard Briar tell her, "Olivia, Bianca and your boyfriend are here to pick you up from work."