q“There is a lack of medical equipment here. If he doesn't get any blood transfusion, he'll die.” Francesca's frown deepened. “Who will take responsibility if something happens to him?”

“Well...” Sean turned to Danrique to get an answer.

“Mr. Lindberg, nothing can happen to His Highness!” Robin chimed in fretfully.

“William's badly injured. If we bring him to the hospital now and run into another ambush, that will only serve to worsen his situation.” Danrique made up his mind. “What equipment do you need? I'll ask my men to get it right now.”

“That isn't enough. I also need blood,” Francesca responded briskly. “I'll prepare a list. You'll have to get the things prepared within four hours, or the consequences would be horrible.”

“I'll get to it right away,” Gordon promised.

Francesca scribbled down a list of things she needed swiftly and handed it to Gordon.

Gordon strode out to get the things needed. Robin followed after him and said, “Mr. Gordon, please do your best.”

“Don't worry. I'll be back with the equipment and blood in time,” came Gordon's answer.

He then left hastily with his men.

William's wound and stopped the bleeding. She stayed

mumbled her name weakly

and he promptly

Strangely, he

me. Turns out she does

all of you to remain here,” Francesca said

left two medical

and two subordinates stood

sank into the sofa. He wasn't about to leave, for William was injured because of

offered Danrique a blanket. “Mr. Lindberg, you've just recovered, so you need to rest

his head on his arm

was worried sick about William, but Danrique was unfazed. Perhaps he trusted Francesca's skills, or perhaps he trusted

the bed and

do now was wait, for the equipment and

that was

but William felt familiar to her. She couldn't stop herself

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