Gabby, My Fierce Girl
The Part 75
“Use my car,” interrupted George stop Gabby who was about to ride a big motorbike. “Already, fast! No time for you to think.” He pulls Gabby into his car.
Twenty minutes later, Gabby and George arrive at the penthouse. Running, they headed straight for Davis' unit.
George opened the door with his fingerprints. Because before Davis got married, he used to go in and out of the penthouse. Go straight to the source of the crying sound. He was so surprised to see the condition of his friend who was unconscious with foam coming out of his mouth.
“What are you doing!” george snaps at Diora.
The woman replied, George put Diora away and carried Davis to his car.
There's no way he's calling Davis' personal doctor in the middle of the night like this, he's definitely not gonna be removed.
Diora and Gabby followed behind in a frenzied pace.
Diora entered first on the back bench. “Let her here with me,” her door while patting her thigh to serve as her husband's cushion.
George did not say much, he immediately laid Davis' body in Diora's lap.
“Log in!” george's word to Gabby who was still silently watching him.
Gabby went straight into the front seat.
“Can be faster?” pinta Diora was so panicked.
George just focused on staring at the road in front of him and drove the four-wheeled vehicle so fast.
Gabby glanced at George's calm face, not panicking at all. But he could see how much George cared about friends.
Would he do the same, if I were in that position? Will he care about me like that too?
Somehow Gabby was a little impressed with George being as considerate as he is today. Although not with him, but he can judge if George will do anything to protect loved ones.
Huft .. I envy Davis who has a best friend like George.
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George immediately threw Davis' body into the gurney, assisted by a nurse who was on night watch in the hospital. Go to the emergency department for immediate treatment.
“How can the story happen like this?” The man with eyes so cold it started to open his voice.
Still in Gabby's arms, Diora begins to tell her everything that happened at dinner.
“So you cook with seafood broth?” grim George spoke with high intonation.
Diora replied with a small nod.
“Arghhh .. deserve it! Don't you know if she's allergic to seafood?”
Diora shook her head.
“Shit! Even he could die if he ate seafood,” his wrath was punching strongly against a wall so thick that red liquid seeped out of his skin.
“She didn't say anything when I asked her about allergies,” Diora said.
George let out a rough breath then stared with a sharp look in his eyes. “Of course he doesn't say anything, he appreciates whatever you cook! He was willing to ignore his safety for the sake of appreciating you!”
“Have it, you don't scold him! He doesn't know.”
George ruffled his hair.
Before long, the doctor came out to inform Davis of his condition and was ready to be moved to the treatment room.
Diora thanked him, then told George and Gabby to just go home because it was not good to disturb the second time that should be used for rest.
“I go home first,” says Gabby.
George and Gabby are out.
Gabby let the man she hated walk in front of her.
“Where's Gabby?” george was confused. When he reached the parking lot, the woman walking behind him was gone.