“I want to go to the hospital!” Miles rolled around, causing the sound reception on Cedrick’s end to break off. “It’s your family doctor. Keep it for yourself—”
“Young Master!” Albert stopped him.
Miles broke out into sobs at that moment. His adorable face twisted as tears welled up in his crystal-clear eyes. “I feel so sick, and my body is so hot… Am I going to die?”
Albert’s heart instantly softened. His eyes turned red out of concern as he gently coaxed him, “Of course not. It’s just a cold and a fever, but some medicine and a good nap will be sufficient! Be a good boy, Young Master…”
Albert then shifted his attention to the call as he pleaded, “Master Cedrick, Young Master really doesn’t look great, and he’s running a fever! He already knows that he’s wrong and won’t repeat his mistake, so please let him go to the hospital…”
Cedrick remained silent for a moment before he tugged at his necktie impatiently and said, “Did I say anything about not letting him go?”
Albert knew that Cedrick had agreed and was instantly overjoyed. Before he could say anything, he heard Cedrick’s cold, husky voice on the other end once again, “Gather a few more people to keep an eye on him. If anything happens, you’ll be held responsible.”
…
Under Miles’s relentless request, Albert took him to the closest hospital.
Two pitch-black Spikers cleared the road ahead with a black Bagatti Vieron in the middle. Wherever the cars went, the eyes of people along the way followed.
“Woah, look! Whose young master is on the move?”
“What a grand entrance!”
“They’re even using Spikers to guard the main car. It’s my first time seeing a limited-edition luxury car!”
Out of precaution to avoid anyone taking photos that could lead to exposing the young master’s face to the public, Albert wrapped Miles tightly in a towel as soon as they got out of the car. He even placed a hand at the back of Miles’s head so that he could lean against Albert’s chest.
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