You Are The Apple of My Eyes
Chapter 642 Climb On Leon's Back

As the wind blew, the trees on both sides of the road rustled. Their branches and leaves were just like a net that couldn't block all the sunlight. Some lights still shone through the gaps and even fell on Michelle's somewhat pale face.

Michelle held out her hand to hail a taxi. "Leon, I'm going to the hospital. I'm sick."

Before long, a taxi stopped in front of them. Michelle turned around and stepped towards the taxi. Leon, who was following behind her, couldn't help but frown when he saw how she walked.

At this moment, he finally noticed that she seemed to have sprained her ankle.

After the two of them got into the back seats, Leon said, "The nearest hospital, please."

The back seat windows were fully down. Gentle breezes blew in, causing Michelle's hair to flutter all over the place and practically block her sight. It wasn't until she properly tucked them behind her ears that she could see again.

For some reason, the breezes seemed to also blow away her sickness. Her heart gradually calmed down and no longer thumped wildly.

She put her palm on her chest and said in surprise, "Leon, I'm fine. We don't need to go to the hospital anymore."

"Your sprained ankle won't magically recover," Leon, who thought she was talking about her ankle, reminded.

"My sprained ankle? Have I sprained my ankle?" Michelle lightly swayed her feet. A frown was instantly formed on her brows. Sure enough, she felt a sharp twinge in her right ankle.

Just now, she was focused on the racing heart, so she didn't notice the pain in her ankle. Now that her heartbeats were stable and she'd calm down, the pain finally sank in.

"Don't move." Leon held out his hands and held her shoulders to stop her from moving around. "Why didn't you tell me when you sprained your ankle?"

Michelle blinked naively. "Had you not mentioned it, I probably wouldn't have realized I've sprained my ankle."

"Then why did you want to go to the hospital?"

"I want to get my heart examined. It was beating abnormally fast, so I thought I must have some sort of a heart attack." Michelle put both her hands on her chest as if she was still trying to stabilize her heart. Her befuddled look was driving Leon crazy. He spoke sternly for once, "Don't say nonsense! A heart attack? You were just frightened! You should've told me right after you sprained your ankle. Instead of doing that, you were actually busy covering your mouth to prevent your heart from jumping out. Do you really think what you were doing was effective?"

"Yes." Michelle nodded seriously. "My mouth is the only passage from where my heart can leap out. By blocking it, my heart could only go back to its place."

She unconsciously batted her long, curly eyelashes. The big, lively eyes shaded under them seemed like they could speak. Faced with such a cute, naive face, Leon really didn't have the heart to continue his scolding.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes resignedly. By the time he opened his eyes again, there was nothing but tenderness in them. "Alright, whatever you say. I can't out-argue you anyway." "That's because what I said is right." Michelle grinned as if her sprained ankle was fine.

It wasn't, though. It was aching, but she pretended not to feel it because didn't want Leon to worry about her. They soon arrived at the hospital. After getting out of the taxi, Leon squatted down and said, "Get on my back."

Michelle climbed on his back obediently. "Leon, you're really kind! You're even willing to piggyback me!"

"You said the same thing as Nini did. She always says that I'm kind and that I'm the best brother in the world. Well, since you also think so, it seems that she isn't just flattering me." When Leon got on his feet, he finally knew how light she was.

Even though she loved eating sweet food and didn't like to exercise, she was as light as a feather.

When he was in school, there was this female classmate he was quite close with, who, for the sake of maintaining her figure, didn't dare to touch any desserts at all.

She'd probably go mad if she knew that there was a girl who didn't gain any weight no matter how much sweets she ate.

Leon suddenly chuckled. If he could, he really wanted to introduce them to each other.

Michelle asked, "Leon, what are you laughing about?"

"I suddenly remember one of my classmates," Leon said. "You like sweet food, but you've practically never gained any weight no matter how many sweets you eat. She also liked sweet food, but she gained weight easily. Back then, she struggled against sweets almost every day. I wish you two could meet. She could ask you how you did it."

"You want me to meet your classmate?" Michelle looked excited. She didn't know why she was so happy. Maybe it was because Leon wanted his friend to meet her.

This made her feel special.

Leon lowered his head to take a look at the arms ringing loosely around his neck. They swayed up and down with each step he took.

"Yes, but not now." His identity was still hidden now, and he wouldn't risk Michelle finding out.

If she knew about his real identity, would she still shelter and support him?

After about two weeks of living on her, he was already accustomed and also felt such a life was interesting, so he wanted to continue exploring it.

"It doesn't matter. I can wait." Michelle was so happy that she unconsciously swayed her feet, completely forgetting that she'd sprained her ankle.

The pain struck in an instant. She drew a sharp breath, and the smile on her face faded. Leon, who noticed it, scolded sternly, "Why did you move? Naughty!"

Michelle pursed her lips but no longer dared to move. She whispered, "I'm not naughty."

"Don't move then." Leon piggybacked her into the hospital. He'd never had to do these kinds of things on his own, so he had no idea that they had to line up and register. At a loss for what to do and pressed for time, he simply called Bryant.

C Island had some businesses in Lexingport City. When Bryant arrived, people had been arranged to welcome him. Besides, he had billions of dollars in his hands, and news about such a matter spread quickly in the business circle. He was quite popular in the city.

With one phone call from him, the hospital immediately assigned their best orthopedic doctor to handle Michelle's injury.

Michelle had seen such a scene before since she was James' friend, so she wasn't nervous at all.

Although she wasn't nervous, she was a little baffled. Leon had no money, so how could he make others serve them like this? She sat on the chair and gently tugged at Leon's sleeve.

"Leon, how could you make them treat us like this with just a phone call? Are you, in fact, a rich man?"

Leon was taken aback. He was so in a hurry that he forgot about this.

"What are you thinking about?" Leon flicked her forehead. "I called my boss. He's nice to me."

"Have you found a job?" Did it mean he no longer needed her support anymore? Michelle was surprised. Her eyes instantly dimmed.

Leon's whole attention was focused on her sprained ankle, so he didn't notice the disappointment in her eyes. Nevertheless, he was afraid that Michelle would say that she would no longer provide for him, so he quickly said, "I'm still in the probation period, though. I won't get any salary for the time being, so please continue to support me."

"Sure!" Michelle was so excited that she accidentally moved her feet again. Fortunately, the doctor was examining her and holding her ankle tightly. Otherwise, she would definitely let out another pained gasp. After the examination, the doctor said that the injury wasn't serious. It was just an ordinary sprain, and she'd be fine after applying some ointment.

Still worried about her, Leon squatted down and once again piggybacked her.

As the doctor and the nurses watched the two people leave, one of the nurses asked in confusion, "Who are they? Why do they come to you just for an ordinary sprain?"

"I don't know. The dean only said that a future investor called and asked us to take care of them. That investor is very rich, but he doesn't intend to invest in other industries. He only focuses on the healthcare industry."

"Is it because someone in his family is sick?"

"Don't make any blind speculations. We just have to do our job."

After the nurses left, the doctor went back into his office and called the dean to give him an update.

Leon went back to the apartment with Michelle on his back. When they got to the living room, he put Michelle on the sofa and said, "You should pay more attention to yourself for the next couple of days. If you treat your sprain carelessly, you'll easily get sprained again in the future."

"Got it," Michelle answered dejectedly.

Leon poured her a glass of water. "Does your ankle still hurt?"

"No." Michelle took the glass and raised her head to look at Leon. "I'm sorry. I promised to take you around, but you had to take me to the hospital instead."

Leon smiled gently. "No hurry. We still have a lot of time."

"Okay." His answer immediately cheered her up. She asked with a smile, "Leon, can I stay here for the next two days?"☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐