Notes: Dear Readers, I will be busy during December and January 2017 (vacation ). So my update will be very slow during those two months. I hope you all can understand. Thanks. (hcpoirot)
Chapter 019A
On the way to the doctor, Wad filled in Prem what happened.
"So the losing team players cannot take the defeat in the final and try to beat you instead?!" Prem said angrily. "What nonsense is that! I hope they got caught and punished."
Thankfully the clinic was not far . The place was empty. Prem lead them to a seat area and carefully help Wad sat. Then he went to the receptionist and ask her politely that Wad needed to see the doctor in charge. She told him to wait cause the doctor was consulting a patient.
Prem took the seat beside Wad. In the bright light of the place, Wad looked awful. His face pale and bloody. HIs arms had bruise everywhere. His leg hurting. Prem hope that he did not had any fatal injury in covered places.
He remembered what his Dad told him a long time ago. If one of the siblings got attacked , they should run and asked for help. The second step was take pictures of their condition so they can used them as evidence if required.
"Sorry, Wad. But I need to take some pictures of you right now. In case we need to submit them to the police."
Prem turned on the camera mode on his mobile phone. And he started taking pictures of Wad's condition and all the wounds that can be seen.
"You look bad, Wad. If only I came 10 minutes earlier," he spoke regretfully. His guilty eyes looked at Wad sadly.
"What are you saying, P' ? You save me. Thanks to you, I had only minor wound," Wad tried to smile but his broken lips sting when he did that. "I am fine , P'."
Then he realised that Prem had a bloody cut near his right eyesbrow. He tenderly touch the spot.
"You are wounded, P'," His hand still caressing the gash. He had no idea why he felt so upset Prem getting hurt .
Prem sat still. He did not blinked and even felt the burn when the boy fingers browse the cut .
"Was it hurt?" Wad fret. He inspected the wound closer and did what he usually do when his sister, Wen got hurt. He blew the bloody area softly a few times.
Prem hold his breath. He felt drift of warm breaths on his left eyebrows. They were so close that he can see clearly the boy eyes filled with concerned. If he used the Heart Rate * app , his heart beat probably over 140 bpm.
Prem crossing his fingers behind his back. He nodded slowly indicating that he was hurt and needed more TLC. Earlier, he should let the attacker split his lips too , he thought disappointed.
Wad remembered something. He stopped his action on Prem. Opened the front pocket of his backpack and rummaging inside for something. He found a band-aid that Wen gave him.
"I had band-aid here, P'Prem ," Wad looked at his senior. " Close your eyes for a second. I will put it on the wound."
Prem did not need to be asked twice. He shut his eyes immediately.
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