Chapter 891

Meredith remembered that the last time she helped Charlie out of the car, he had the same reaction.

Charlie had a hint of uneasiness in his eyes. He said, "Meredith, I'm fine."

"Just let me have a look at your legs." Meredith wanted to check on his legs, but he swerved.

"I only knocked my legs when I fell just now. It's nothing."

He did indeed fall a moment ago, but he fell badly. Meredith did not doubt his words, but she still said determinedly, "Then it must be a bruise. You have to put on some medication."

Meredith thought that Charlie did not want the doctor to touch him, so she added, "Why don't I help you to put some medication?"

"Meredith, I'm not that weak. You don't have to be like that," Charlie emphasized.

Sure enough, it worked. Meredith no longer dared to insist. She sighed helplessly, "Are you sure?"

"Yes. Let's go."

"Okay, but you have to let me know if it hurts."

"Hmm."

Meredith pushed him toward the lift.

After sending Charlie back home, Meredith was about