Love Slave to the Mafia Boss's Passion 18 novel Chapter 97

Just when all those thoughts were running through my mind, I didn’t realize that the man standing close to me had raised his hand.

“I’m a doctor,” Hayden stated as he raised his hand.

What?!

“What are you doing? This isn’t some joke! Someone really needs help,” I hissed at him in shock as I tried to pull his raised arm down to his side.

What kind of bullshit is Hayden spouting now? Hayden…a doctor? Impossible. Hayden is a mafia gang leader.

“I’m offering help. Can’t you see?” Hayden replied bluntly.

“No…but you’re not…” I said, in shock and confusion.

“I’m a doctor,” Hayden stated firmly.

“You’re a…doctor?” I repeated in disbelief.

“…What’s with the face?” Hayden asked mockingly.

“You’re kidding right?” I said, still unable to believe him.

“You’re a doctor, Sir?” a young man who was a member of the staff came running up to Hayden.

From the worried look on his face, I feared that the incident was an emergency. Hopefully, no one got badly hurt. Suddenly, I felt a little scared.

Hayden grabbed my hand and held it tightly before he presented his doctor license to the staff with his other hand. My eyes grew wide when I saw that he had a license. I still couldn’t wrap my mind around the fact that Hayden was a doctor. A bad doctor…my mind whispered…

“Is that fake?” I asked, suspiciously.

It’s fake, right? Like you know, those fake IDs and passports. That license is also fake…right?

Hayden just rolled his eyes at me in annoyance before he ignored me completely and turned to the park staff.

“What happened?” Hayden asked, getting straight to the point.

“Please come this way. A girl got lost and we’re still unable to locate her parents. She’s waiting with the staff, but I guess she got panic and scared. We’re not sure but we think she’s having an asthma attack or something…” the staff quickly explained the situation.

“I see. Let’s go,” Hayden said as we hurriedly followed the staff to where the girl was.

The young man led us to the staff room where there was another staff and the girl in question. One look at her and I agreed with the man that she seemed to be having an attack of some sort. The girl looked scar and very panic. She had difficulty breathing and was panting hard while making weird noises.

“Does she have a bag? Where’s her bag?” Hayden asked immediately while he crouched down next to the girl.

“Her bag…yes, she has a bag,” the staff said.

“Malissa, can you check if she’s got a breather in there?” Hayden instructed without looking at me. His eyes her on the girl.

“Huh? A what?” I asked, cluelessly.

“An asthma breather. Small device like a spray…” Hayden explained quickly.

The staff and I rummaged through her backpack. I was so panicked about all this that I began emptying the contents of her bag in my desperate attempt to find the breather. I’ve never seen a breather in real life, but I’ve seen it on television and on the internet before, so thankfully, I sort of knew what I was looking for.

“Found it!” I cried out in relief before I quickly took the breather over to Hayden.

Hayden spoke softly and encouragingly to the young girl as he began administering her medicine to her through the breather. I watched with worry and prayed silently that the girl will be alright. She’s got her medicine now so hopefully her attack will calm down. Hayden does look like a doctor now that he’s treating her. He seemed to know just what to do, and it seems like he really cares about her.

I bit my lower lip anxiously as I waited to see if her condition would improve. Hayden was by the girl’s side as he held her small hand. After a short while, the girl’s breathing started to stabilize, and it no longer seemed like she was going to run out of breath.

“Have you found her parents yet?” Hayden asked, worriedly.

“Yes, we have. Just now another staff found them. They’re headed here right now,” one of the staff informed us of the good news.

I breathed a sigh of relief and realized that Hayden did the same thing. Soon after the girl relaxed, and her condition seemed to have stabilized. Hayden let her lay down to rest before patting her head comfortingly.

“Will she be ok?” I whispered as Hayden came to stand by my side.

We both had our eyes on the girl who seemed to have fallen asleep. She must have been scared and exhausted.

“Yes. You don’t have to worry,” Hayden replied as he put an arm around my shoulders.

Soon after the girl’s parents arrived, and Hayden summarized for them their daughter’s condition. Hayden told the worried parents that the girl probably just had one of her usual asthma attacks and that he had given her medicine. Then he suggested that they should take their daughter for a checkup at the hospital just in case.

“Thank you so much for helping our daughter,” the girl’s mother said with tears in her eyes.

“It’s not a problem. It was a good thing that she was carrying her breather with her,” Hayden replied kindly.

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“I still can’t believe that you’re actually a doctor. I mean, the heir of the mafia gang is a doctor…?” I said incredulously as we stood side by side outside.

“There are plenty of merits of being a doctor in the mafia. For example, I could dissect you and sell your body parts,” Hayden stated proudly.

“Are you serious?” I asked, not sure whether I should believe him or not.

“Are you referring to the doctor part or the selling your organs part?” Hayden asked, teasingly.

“I don’t know…” I replied honestly. I felt so confused that I didn’t know what to believe or think anymore.

“Let’s leave it at that. Where should we go next?” Hayden said, suddenly changing the topic.

That was that. After that Hayden dragged me to a couple of rides with him. He thoroughly enjoyed himself and I guess that I enjoyed seeing Hayden enjoy himself.

--To be continued…