Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1252: Chapter 1252: Must Go to the Hospital for a Check-Up First! Chapter 1252: Chapter 1252: Must Go to the Hospital for a Check-Up First! There was more than one shot, a lot of chaotic gunfire.

“Gunfire?” Enna Clark thought he was going to say something else. Hearing this, she subconsciously froze for a moment, her heart suddenly filled with unease, and she frowned, “Why would there be gunfire? Isn’t Baron Lawrence handling a dispute?”

Even if there’s a business dispute, guns shouldn’t be necessary, right?

Could Scott Harris have heard wrong?

But Scott, like Baron Lawrence, is a soldier. How could he possibly mishear gunfire?

Her heart felt as if it was being clutched by a hand; Enna Clark couldn’t describe the sensation, but it definitely wasn’t pleasant.

Just as she was about to ask for more details, suddenly, the car door clicked open.

Edward Jackson got into the car and ordered, “To the hospital.”

“Little Uncle, did you finish your talk with Prince Willie that quickly?”

“Yes, we spoke briefly, nothing much to say. Let’s go to the hospital first.”

“But I…” She wanted to ask more about the sound of gunshots she heard over Baron Lawrence’s phone call.

Before she could finish, Edward Jackson’s stern face turned towards her, his attitude resolute, “I’ve already promised that you would take care of things before going to the hospital. Now, no matter what, you must go to the hospital for a check-up first!”

Enna Clark couldn’t argue with him.

Hearing his clear and decisive command, “Drive!”

…

20 minutes later, the car arrived at the entrance of the hospital.

Hayes had already contacted the medical staff; as soon as Enna Clark got out of the car, they were ready with a wheelchair waiting for her.

“Ms. Habsden, please sit down. I’ll push you over; the orthopedics specialist is already waiting for you.”

There were so many people at the entrance of the hospital. Enna Clark really didn’t want to be pushed there in a grand procession by a group of medical staff in white coats, so she awkwardly waved her hands, “I can walk there on my own…”

“We recommend you use the wheelchair. After all, if you’ve injured your bones, excessive movement will only make the injury worse.”

She was better off not mentioning it; after they did, Enna Clark felt her knee hurt even more.

After hesitating for a moment, she sat down.

The nurse immediately began pushing her into the hospital, flanked by doctors, as well as Edward Jackson, Hayes, Scott Harris, and others.

It truly was a grand procession, drawing countless gazes along the way.

Enna Clark’s ears turned embarrassingly red.

Fortunately, there were fewer people in orthopedics during the evening, sparing her some embarrassment.

Since it was a check for bones, the nurse professionally took a series of x-rays of Enna Clark before the doctor’s examination.

After the x-rays were taken, they headed towards the orthopedics specialist’s clinic with the images.

Hayes had already informed the hospital, so apart from the doctor, there wasn’t a single patient in the clinic. Ms. Clark did not have to wait in line and could see the doctor immediately.

“Doctor, the images you requested have been taken.”

The thirty-something-year-old female doctor in the swivel chair turned around, wearing glasses that made her look very meticulous, and stretched out her hand to the nurse, “Let me see them.”

“Of course.” The nurse immediately handed over Enna Clark’s x-rays to the female doctor.

The female doctor took the images, examined them carefully for a while, then placed the black and white images on the table, stood up, and said, “Ms. Clark, I’m going to examine your leg. I’ll ask you a few questions soon, just answer them truthfully. Is that okay?”

“That’s fine.”

The female doctor took a mallet, crouched down, and when she saw the shocking bruising on Enna Clark’s left leg, she visibly froze for a moment and looked up at her incredulously.