It was from Joyce!
Irene looked at Howard subconsciously.
"Miss Irene, don't worry about me. You can ignore me." Howard said.
Such a strong sense of existence. How could I ignore you?
Irene answered the phone.
"Hey, Irene, what's wrong with you? Why don't you go back to the classroom? I want to see you just now, but the life teacher says that you ask for leave. What was that mean? Have you returned to the dormitory?" said Joyce in a low voice on purpose. It seemed that she was making a phone call in the corner of the classroom.
It was Howard who asked for leave for Irene.
"Are you in the classroom? Don't use your cell phone. Be careful of being confiscated." Irene reminded her.
"My dear lady, tell me what's wrong with you first. Do you catch a cold? It's speechless to suddenly cool down. Hosen also catches a cold and is taken away by his uncle..."
"Who?" Was Hosen picked up by his uncle?
Irene looked at Howard subconsciously.
He was also looking at her with a faint smile.
Irene immediately lowered her head and pretended not to care. She blushed. She hoped it didn't turn red!
"Oh, my God! My dear Hosen! Have you lost your memory? His uncle is Howard, the director of the school. I see that man today. He comes to bring Hosen and Holly cotton clothes. He is so handsome! Unfortunately, the photo I take in secret is deleted by Howard's bodyguards. Fortunately, I'm smart and send it to you at the first time! Have you seen it? That's my life in exchange for it. This is a photo of a handsome man! Please use it properly and enjoy it as much as you can! Haha! The teacher comes, I'll hang up..."
"..."
Irene was still in a daze. Joyce said quickly and hung up the phone.
It showed the message from Joyce.
At that time, Irene should be nervously wiping the blood in the cubicle, so she didn't have time to look at it.
Irene clicked it open.
The photos were slanted. On the contrary, a more beautiful design was formed.
It seemed that Howard's long legs occupied the whole world.
He frowned and stood outside the classroom.
Like the works of art favored by God.
His handsome face and tall figure occupied Irene's sight...
She subconsciously saved the photo on her phone.
"Hello. Justin. You contact Donna and ask her to go to the old castle in 10 minutes. Yes. Then inform Mrs. Fanny that I will go back. How is Hosen? Huh. How dare he? A mean mistake. Let him reflect on himself in the room. He doesn't have to go to school these days."
After hanging up the phone, Howard looked at Irene and asked, "I've called the doctor. How's your arm?"
"I'm sorry. I stained your clothes." Irene said awkwardly. She was bleeding all the way and the wound was longer.
"Miss Irene, you don't have to apologize for such a trifle," Howard said gently.
The super warm overcoat made of rare plant fur was stained with blood. Wasn't it a big deal?
If it were Aunt Ida, Irene might be disliked for a week.
After all, precious clothes could make Aunt Ida date a more stunning man.
"Here we are."
Howard got off the car.
Irene was studying how to open the door. The door had been opened from the outside.
Howard invited Irene to get off the car like a gentleman.
It seemed that she was a princess who went to the ball in a pumpkin carriage. The coat she had put on before twelve o'clock tonight must be returned to Mr. Howard. Huh.
In front of her was a row of heavily guarded high walls, behind which stood a medieval gothic illusion castle. In the heavy snow, the sharp lines of the eaves had a more illusory and romantic feeling.
The classical door opened.
An amiable old lady appeared at the door and said with a smile, "Why is sir here today?"
Seeing Irene, she nodded with a smile, "Hello, miss. This is butler, Mrs. Fanny."
"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Fanny. My name is Irene." Irene tried her best to be calm. After all, she was an adult in a few hours.
"Is Donna here?" Howard asked.
He naturally took off the coat that was draped over Irene's body, and his blue eyes swept over Irene's bloodstained arm.
Mrs. Fanny immediately handed her a handkerchief and said, "Please make do with sirs handkerchief first."
Irene took the tissue with a red face.
Mrs. Fanny took the coat from Howard and hung it skillfully. She said, "Dr. Donna has arrived. She is waiting for you in the laboratory."
"Okay," said Howard, gesturing for Irene to go with him.
"Miss Irene, what would you like to drink? Would you like some coffee?" Mrs. Fanny asked.
"Oh, thank you. There's no need." Irene hurried to follow Howard. He walked faster without heavy snow on his long legs.
They passed through the magnificent backyard, the exquisite and complex corridor, and the ceiling covered with oil paintings. If there was a chance, Irene really wanted to stop and appreciate those exquisite oil paintings.
There was really a hospital behind the fountain of the classical sculpture and a swaying forest.
Noticing the surprised look on Irene's face, Howard explained, "Our group has some hospitals. I think the resources are ready-made, so I build a house at home. In this way, every time the family doctor comes, there will be complete equipment."
"..."
Irene didn't have to understand things about the rich with her own logic.
"Howard." As soon as the door of the laboratory was pushed open, a slim blonde woman stood up.
Her eyes were enchanting. She looked at Howard with sparkling eyes.
"Who is this?" the golden-haired woman immediately frowned when she saw Irene. "Are you bleeding?"
She rushed over and seemed to grab Irene's arm, but was stopped by Howard.
"Donna, this is a student of my school. There may be something wrong with her blood condensation mechanism. Please check her and help her stop bleeding," said Howard.
Donna frowned and her eyes were burning with anger. "Are you doing charity? I don't treat anyone without any reason."
"So do you want to terminate the contract with me?" said Howard.
"What are you talking about? For such a slut who is bleeding in public?" Donna asked anxiously.
Irene shivered.
She could understand Donna.
Just like Mrs. Fanny, who was gentle to her bleeding arm, it was probably impossible to find a fourth person in this world. Joyce would be the second one. Howard was the first one.
"Her name is Irene. If you continue to make impertinent remarks, you can leave my house," said Howard.
Donna squinted and took a deep breath. "Are you serious, Howard? Are you trying to protect the bleeding woman in public?"
"As I have said, there may be something wrong with her blood condensation mechanism." Howard frowned.
"She's an adult now. There's something wrong with her blood condensation system all of a sudden? Doesn't her genetic prediction system give her a warning? Humans with immoral blood condensation systems should not go out and wander around. And she still goes to your school? Which school of yours?" Donna asked with an inexplicable hostility, with her hands on her hands.
"Irene." Howard ignored Donna and turned to look at Irene. "I'm sorry to let you hear these words. I will call another doctor."
"By the way, who else knows your body better than me and your private hospital better than me?" Donna's anger finally became a little restrained. "Irene, right? Come here and have a blood test."
Irene pursed her lips.
"Go ahead." Howard lowered his head slightly and whispered in Irene's ear, "Donna has a sharp tongue and a soft heart. She has three doctorates. Once she takes action, she will be a professional attitude."
Oh. Irene didn't know what Howard had whispered in her ear.
She could only feel the warm breath on her earlobe.
It aroused a hot current in her body.
Fortunately, Donna turned around to get something.
Otherwise, Irene might have to suffer the slash of her brown eyes.
"Howard, this is not the pet hospital. You don't need to be with her all the time." Donna held a frightening cold instrument in her hand and glared at Howard unhappily.
He nodded at Irene and turned around to leave.
Donna began to do basic hemostatic work for Irene, and soon her eyebrows twisted into a twist.
After the examination.
Donna didn't relax her eyebrows at all. "Kid, you are bleeding a lot and your face is very pale. Let me take you to the guest room to have a rest."
It was so strange that she didn't take Irene to the "ward".
Soon, Irene discovered that this "private hospital" built in the old castle might not have a ward.
Although the medical equipment area was classified, it became as luxurious as a hotel when it came to the accommodation area.
Irene was arranged to a huge room by Donna. The bed was comfortable to sleep on.
"Have a rest. Don't touch the wound with water. Don't worry about the blood being extracted from the gauze. I'll ask Mrs. Fanny to bring you new clothes." Donna left after she finished her business.
Irene sat on the edge of the bed, hesitating if she should take out her phone to contact Aunt Ida.
But after thinking for a while, she gave up.
Maybe she would go back to school after she was cured. It could be treated as nothing had happened. Why bother Aunt Ida.
Irene found a thick towel in the bathroom, which was bigger than her room in Aunt Ida's house, and put it on her arm. As soon as she touched the huge and soft bed, she fell asleep.