The young doctor was in his twenties, energetic-Looking. Underneath his uniform he wore an azure shirt. He took her receipt and said, "Okay.

Have a seat. I'll have a look. We'll need to clean the wound."

Debbie sat opposite the doctor and pulled up the hem of her dress to reveal her injured knee

The doctor examined the knee and injury and remarked, "Good. Nothing serious."

According to his instructions, a nurse squirted it with some antibiotic spray, applied some ointment to it, and dressed it. And she was all done.

Just then, another doctor in uniform came bounding in hastily.

"Dammit

Niles. I'm sorry. Car trouble."

Niles Leonard stood up and removed his mask.

"It's cool. You came on time. My friend's waiting outside."

Debbie took a look at him. He looked familiar, but she couldn't say from where.

“Okay, thanks. Next time, dinner's on me."

"You're welcome." Niles noticed Debbie, who was about to leave, as he was taking off his uniform.

"Your leg will be fine soon. Just don't get it wet. Call us if there's anything wrong," he reminded her.

They walked out of the office together.

“Thank you, doctor," Debbie nodded.

When Carlos saw Niles come out of the office, he put out the cigarette and walked over to him.

Debbie spotted him as she was thanking the doctor. He took his suit jacket off, and hung it on his arm. He loosened his tie, and it hung around his neck casually. Right now, he looked sluggish and much less serious.

Niles wrapped his arm around Carlos' shoulder and said, “Dude, I'm off duty. Give me two minutes to change."

Carlos ignored him. He looked at Debbie's leg and offered, "Where do you Live? I'LL get a driver to take you home.”

It was his way of saying sorry for not giving her a lift just now. His words drew Niles’ attention

He looked to and fro between Debbie and Carlos.

"You two know each other?" he asked, intrigued.

Besides Stephanie and Megan, he had never heard Carlos do this for any other woman.

Debbie bit her Lower lip. She looked up at Carlos and said, "No, thank you, Carlos." It was not that she couldn't use a ride. But if Carlos wasn't bringing her home, she wasn't interested. She had to be patient.