Chapter 67 - Blow His Disguise (1/2)
The sound of the door creaking startled Olivia that she abruptly stood up in attention, pushing Maxen away which caused his bum to kiss the floor.
From the cabin door, the nurse ushered a lady doctor in whom Maxen knew. He rose from the floor, his brows furrowed as he wondered what Dr. Aila Zhang, a psychiatrist, was doing inside. ”She's your doctor?” he asked, perplexed whilst pointing a finger to the doctor.
”Yes, why? Do you know her?” Olivia inquired, extending a hand to Dr. Aila Zhang who gladly shook it.
”But she's not a general doctor. She's a psychiatrist,” he blurted. He tried to wrap his mind around what was going on until Dr. Aila Zhang huffed, her arms crossed over her c.h.e.s.t.
”Yes, I am a psychiatrist, Victor. But I am still a doctor so I can do physical examinations.” Dr. Aila Zhang called him by his second name–aware not to cross Maxen for to blow his disguise was akin to handing herself a death sentence.
Looking at the man across her, Dr. Aila Zhang dropped her bag on the leather couch. One glance and she knew who the man was behind his disguise. His voice alone was a dead takeaway.
But Dr. Aila Zhang knew. She knew that behind Maxen's charismatic smile and philanthropic deeds was a rotten man whom someone should never dare turn into a foe.
Snapping the two from their stare-down, Olivia's low sultry voice echoed in the room. ”And...I asked for a female physician and her credentials are noteworthy. Plus, she passed the criteria… my criteria. I don't want some random doctor getting their hands on my medical records.” Olivia smiled at Dr. Aila Zhang, gesturing for the latter to take a seat in one of the leather couches so as not to disturb the sleeping Amelia Lin.
Once the three were seated, with the nurse standing behind Dr. Aila Zhang, Olivia shifted in her seat, a look of suspicion painted on her face, grey clouds hovering over her head.
Maxen saw it and immediately, he clarified, ”We didn't date. She's not my type and I'm not her type.”
”If that's the case, then why are you so apprehensive with Dr. Zhang?”
Dr. Aila Zhang shook her head whilst opening her medical bag. She wanted to finish this check-up as soon as possible.
”She's into girls. I don't want her touching you,” Maxen whispered in Olivia's ears. He scooted three seats away when Olivia sent him a scathing glare enough, searing his skin. ”Babyyy,” he cooed when Olivia refused to spare him a glance, immersed in filling up the medical forms on a clipboard.
Dr. Aila Zhang and the nurse raised their brows upon hearing him but continued setting up a line of syringes and tools.
”How's your epistaxis, Ms. Lin?” Dr. Aila Zhang asked, wearing a rubber glove, the slapping sound raised goosebumps on her skin.
”It happened more frequently than usual,” Olivia uttered the words through almost closed lips.
”Okay,” Dr. Zhang trailed off. ”Have you started any medication that was not included in your file?”
”No.”
”How about any unusual bruising in your body?”
”None that I have seen. Have you seen anything?” Olivia whisked her head towards Maxen.
”I haven't seen anything on your body, baby,” he replied, c.o.c.king an arrogant eyebrow at Dr. Aila Zhang.
”What's the animosity about? Care to indulge me with the details?” Olivia finally inquired. The invisible electric zaps between Maxen and Dr. Aila Zhang told Olivia that there must be a hidden story between the two.