This bastard, is he waving the Doctor's banner to act like a rogue?
Connor Lindsay raised an eyebrow, "Why go to my bedroom for an injection? It's not like it's a gluteal injection, just a deltoid injection. If you can't do it, I will!"
"I'm afraid you'll hurt Memoria with the injection." Connor Lindsay held onto Memoria's arm, "Memoria, ignore him. Let me tell you, at best he's a third-rate nurse, and still an intern! I'll give you the injection, I guarantee it won't hurt."
Memoria smiled, "Thank you, Dr. Lindsay."
Connor Lindsay winked at her, "No worries, we're practically family!"
He reached out his hand, wanting to help Memoria roll up the sleeve of her T-shirt.
Before he could touch Memoria, Connor Lindsay had already walked over, holding Memoria's arm with one hand and gently lifting the sleeve of her short-sleeved T-shirt onto her shoulder with the other.
