Chapter Seventy Six

“You are finally getting discharged tomorrow morning,” Liam announced mildly with a demure demeanor, as he flipped through the charts of the patient, whose bed he was standing before, “Do not break bones and return here the third time, okay,” he continued, as he looked at her facial expression which looked like she was always ready to fight.

“I cannot guarantee that,” Keisha answered frivolously, as she turned to continue making final touches to the image that she had been sketching all day.

“Wow! That is some level of outspokenness,” Liam almost stuttered as he spoke to the young lady, as he wondered what was going on in her mind that made her say that.

“At least I am better than you,” Keisha remarked, without raising her face to look at him while deeply engrossed in what she was doing.

“What?” Liam's feet held back on the spot when he heard what she said in disbelief, the thin line of his left brow arching a little higher than the right as he turned to look at her in surprise.