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.

but whatever it was, it was enough to rouse the unconscious

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

been holding a grudge against me for a while, huh? Do you think that

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

get it

don’t move, I’ll bandage you

quickly found some gauze and clumsily wrapped it around the man’s

looked down at the haphazard bandage on his chest with a look of

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

“Are you scared?”

was taken aback for a moment, then her grievances

a glance and, with a grimace of pain, sat up and

Marguerite nearly

this, Hayes blushed and

Frederick’s questioning just made her