Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 448

Chuck was hastily getting dressed, barking instructions at the same time, “Snap a picture of Mr. Winston’s wound and send it to me right now. I’ll tell you how to handle a bullet wound. Don’t panic, I’m on my way!”

No sooner had Chuck finished speaking than he was in his car, heading to them in full speed.

Marguerite quickly sent the photo, and soon received an audio message from Chuck..

Meanwhile, Hayes had prepared some hot water and the first-aid kit.

With trembling hands, Marguerite cut open Frederick’s shirt with scissors and sterilized a pair of tweezers over a small alcohol lamp.

She played Chuck’s audio message over and over again, her hand trembling as she extended the tweezers towards Frederick’s wound.

But Marguerite was no trained doctor, removing the bullet was like groping in the dark!

A sharp intake of breath echoed in the room.

didn’t know what she had hit, but whatever it was, it was enough to rouse the unconscious

in a stroke of blind luck, the tweezers clamped onto something metallic. Without thinking, she yanked it out, and the bullet

grabbed Marguerite’s wrist, “Marguerite, you’ve been holding a grudge against me for a

her throat trembling as she stammered, “I… I was just

get

move, I’ll bandage

found some gauze and clumsily wrapped it

alert, looked down at the haphazard bandage on

swallowed nervously, “I… I’m not a trained doctor. If

“Are you scared?”

was taken aback for a moment, then her grievances welled up

grimace of pain, sat up

Marguerite nearly

this, Hayes blushed and quickly turned

already flustered and Frederick’s questioning just made her