Go After My Ex-wife
Chapter 936 You Might Get Yourself Killed

"Let me help you," Raeleigh turned around and carefully helped Zorion down. She could tell that Zorion felt very uncomfortable at the time. He even felt very painful when he moved. Beads of sweat rolled down from his temples and neck. The pain was inevitable.

Raeleigh's breathing was unsteady, "Just a minute."

Zorion kept quiet. He simply shut his eyes and nodded. He held Raeleigh's hand harder.

The doctor came over and pushed the cart against the wall. He glanced at the medical bed and said, "Take off your shirt, leave your pants on and lie down on your chest."

Raeleigh glanced at the doctor and had the urge to complain about him to the hospital.

"I'll take off your shirt. Stand still," Raeleigh was worried that she would hurt Zorion's spine. The only thing she could do now was to help him take off his shirt as gently as possible.

Zorion struggled to nod his head. He slowly let go of Raeleigh's hand and tried to stand up. Raeleigh quickly helped Zorion unbutton his coat.

Zorion raised his eyebrows slightly and stared at Raeleigh, "Only my mother and sister had ever taken off my clothes."

Raeleigh froze for a moment before she unbuttoned Zorion's shirt one by one.

Zorion lowered his gaze at Raeleigh's red face. She looked cute. At this moment, Zorion's pain subsided somehow, he felt better.

In order not to let Zorion feel pain for the second time, Raeleigh unbuttoned all the clothes and wanted to take off both the coat and the shirt together.

After the cuffs of his shirt were also unbuttoned, Raeleigh pull off the remaining attire from Zorion.

Zorion was sweating, barely enduring the pain. Fortunately, his shirt was remove without too much fuss.

But after taking off the clothes, Zorion leaned against Raeleigh, with sweat dropping down from his body. Raeleigh hugged Zorion's waist immediately, but her hands did not put pressure on his waist. She just hugged him by his waist using her arms.

Zorion leaned on her, and his hand was also exerting force.

Raeleigh pushed Zorion away slowly. When he regained his footing, she supported him and they walked towards artificial bed.

When they arrived there, Raeleigh helped Zorion to get up. The doctor said, "Open his zipper."

Raeleigh seemed to be at a loss for words, looking at the doctor slowly.

For a moment, Raeleigh suspected that this doctor was fooling around. But looking at the doctor's eyes, she felt that he was always looking for an excuse to leave Zorion alone. She did not say anything and immediately did as the doctor said.

Zorion's hand moved slightly, pressing Raeleigh's hand that was on his waist. He lowered his head and shifted his gaze to his own waist. He didn't want Raeleigh to be forced to do thing if she's uncomfortable about it.

"I know. I'm fine," Raeleigh brushed off Zorion's limp hand. She fixed her eyes on Zorion's pants, unbuttoned it, and slid the zipper down.

Zorion's gaze trembled slightly. His body was tense. Raeleigh loosened her hand right after she unzipped his face without looking.

"I will help you up the bed," Raeleigh held Zorion, who was as docile as a rabbit. He stared at Raeleigh without saying a word. Raeleigh asked him to lie on the bed, and he went to the bed as Raeleigh asked. After a moment of struggling to sit, Zorion finally lay on the bed. The doctor ordered, "Put your hands on your head."

Following the doctor's instructions, Zorion put his hands on his head. Raeleigh walked over to Zorion immediately to wipe his sweat and raised her head to look at the doctor.

"Hold his hand down. It may hurt a lot. I don't want him to yell like a dying cat." After saying that, the doctor walked to Zorion's side while Raeleigh held his hand, instead of pressing him down.

"If it hurts, feel free to cry out loud," Raeleigh told Zorion.

The doctor looked at Raeleigh coldly, his eyes were as cold as ice. Then, he placed his hands on Zorion's waist, and soon a cracking sound of bones arose. Raeleigh gasped and watched Zorion's reaction, only to find that he didn't flinch a bit but just clenched his teeth.

Raeleigh's chaotic thoughts gradually faded away under Zorion's quiet state. She looked at the doctor while holding Zorion's hand tightly. Originally, Raeleigh thought that it would be very troublesome, but she didn't expect that the doctor would leave right after the treatment. Raeleigh froze for a while, confusion flooded in her eyes.

The doctor turned around to wash his hands and said, "Okay, try standing up."

Raeleigh froze. At this time, Zorion slowly got up from bed and felt like he was reborn miraculously.

Zorion glanced at Raeleigh and got out of bed. He pulled the zipper of his pants up. With his upper body naked, he looked at the doctor. At that moment, he was as fit as any healthy person, as if there was no pain at all.

Raeleigh's hand was still held by Zorion, although it was loosened a little.

His naked upper body was exposed in front of Raeleigh. Raeleigh had just started to pay attention to it, but she couldn't help but blush.

"I am getting you some clothes," Raeleigh pulled her hand out of Zorion's grip. Then, Zorion turned around and glanced at Raeleigh, a questioning look on his face.

When he turned back, his eyes darkened. His gaze was sharper, and it seemed to be able to pierce through one's soul.

"Who are you?" Zorion's voice was icy cold.

Zorion was unhappy about the fact that he asked Raeleigh to take off his pants. He did not think that it was necessary.

Dr Osteen turned to look at Zorion, "What's the matter?"

"From today onwards, you're not leaving Capital City." When Zorion spoke, Raeleigh had already walked up to him. He was sweating. Raeleigh took off her coat and helped him put it on. Zorion looked at Raeleigh, his shirt was unbuttoned. Then, he took the coat and put it on. He reached out to hold Raeleigh's hand, turned around, and left.

Raeleigh was taken out by force. Xanthus frowned slightly and thought, "Why does this girl seem familiar?"

How old was she?

There were a lot of people standing outside the detention room. As Zorion came out, the vice director hurried over and took the initiative to greet him.

Zorion glanced at the vice president, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Mr. Atkinson, you are definitely most welcome."

The vice director was flattered and hurried out with Zorion to send him off. After Zorion got in the car, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing happened, thank the heavens.

"Mr. White," Dr Osteen came from behind and called the vice director.

The vice president turned to look at him,"Dr. Osteen, what's the matter?"

"Who were those two people?"

"I don't know that girl. Maybe she's from school. That guy is very famous. He's Rhys's son, the eldest son of the richest man in Capital City. He's very successful at a very young age. In fact, he's undeniably more handsome and charismatic than his father."

Indeed, the vice president had never seen such a good-looking man before.

"Which school is she from?"

"Mr. Atkinson is studying at Elkton University, same for the girl I guess. I'm not sure though. Dr. Osteen, please don't tell me you have feelings for the girl. Although that girl is beautiful, it's not worthwhile to offend Mr. Atkinson for her. You may get yourself killed."

Killed?