When she said that, he felt a headacheing on.


    He reached out and touched his forehead. His fingers were stained with red blood.


    He turned to look at her. "Grace, I was injured to save you. If you have a conscience, you should apany me in."


    Grace looked at him expressionlessly for a while. In the end, she could not bear to do it. She almost sighed and said, "Follow me."


    Brian followed behind Grace. The corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.


    When he walked up the steps, Brian suddenly felt that this ce was somewhat familiar, as if he had been here before.


    After Grace brought him to the clinic, she said to the doctor, "Please treat his wound."


    After bringing her to the old doctor, she was about to leave when Brian grabbed her wrist.


    "Where do you think you''re going? I was injured to save you, and you''re nning to leave? Is this how you treat your benefactor Grace frowned in frustration and looked at the doctor. "How much does his medical fees cost?"


    Brian was speechless.


    So, she thought that he was trying to extort money from her?


    The doctor said, "We''ll only know after we see the exact situation."


    Brian red at her fiercely, as if warning her with his eyes that she could not leave.


    When the doctor treated his wound, Brian also forced her not to leave his sight.


    Grace resigned herself to fate and waited for him to finish bandaging his wound before paying and leaving.This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.


    Brian had been following her. He took another look at the clinic and asked, "How many such clinics are there in your vige?"


    "One," she said coldly.


    There was only one clinic in the vige. The boy Grace saved when he was young was also brought here.


    Brian took another look at the clinic and caught up with Grace.


    There were many motorcycle drivers at the entrance of the vige. Grace walked to the entrance of the vige and found a motorcycle to return to town. Brian looked at the motorcycle and then at the owner. It was a man around 40 years old. His face darkened. If Grace got on, wouldn''t she have to hug his waist? Almost without thinking, he grabbed her wrist. "Don''t sit!"


    Grace was really frustrated. If she dyed any longer, she would miss thest bus back to Capern City.


    She tried to shake him off, but she couldn''t break free.


    "Brian! Are you crazy? I have nothing to do with you. If you continue to pester me, I''ll call the police!"


    The vigers were all very down-to-earth. Seeing that Grace was being pestered and that Brian did not look like he was from here, they all spoke up for Grace.


    "Why are you pestering this youngdy? Are you rted to her?"


    Brian did not speak. He only held Grace''s hand firmly.


    "Buddies, please help me. I really have nothing to do with him. I''ve already been followed by him for a day!".


    When the vigers heard what she said, they were even more certain that Brian was a bad person. Some of them even stood up and said, "Girl, don''t be afraid. Don''t worry and just leave. With us around, he won''t dare to do anything." Brian''s gloomy gaze swept across the face of the person who spoke. That person''s imposing manner just now instantly wilted by half, and his hand that had just reached out resentfully retracted.


    Grace was furious. She raised her hand and bit his wrist.


    Brian felt the pain and subconsciously let go.


    Grace took the opportunity to climb onto the motorcycle. "Sir, let''s go!"