Chapter 458

"Even if you’re a doctor, that doesn’t mean you get to mess around with your health," Michael Jarvis said firmly. "We’re going to see a doctor now. No excuses. You operate on people, Oliver. You can’t afford to treat your hand like it’s nothing." "You want to go, you go. I'm not moving an inch," Oliver Brooks muttered, slouched on the couch, refusing to even glance at him. Michael sighed, then just bent down and picked him up. Startled, Oliver started squirming. "Put me down! Michael—no—Ernest Jarvis, are you out of your mind?! Put me down right now!" Michael stopped, lips twitching in amusement. "So, you coming or not?" "Fine! I’ll go, okay? Just put me down already!" Oliver gave in, mostly because he knew if he kept resisting, this lunatic would seriously carry him all the way there. That would be way too embarrassing. "That’s better." Michael set him back on his feet, then casually grabbed his hand. "Let’s go." Oliver tried shaking him off a few times but gave up when Michael shot h