The Runaway Groom

Chapter 945

Irene panicked.

Fearing that Isaac was shot she checked the back of his neck.

Frowning slightly, he said, "I'm fine."

Irene also noticed where he was bleeding from soon enough-the sharp end of a triangular glass shrapnel was digging into his flesh.

He must have been hit by the glass when the rear windshield shattered, and it hurt to look at.

As a doctor, Irene had seen all sorts of injuries and sickness, and she could handle it with composure.

However, she was not that calm when it was a person she cared about.

While her heart ached for him and was stricken by worry, Isaac quietly assured her, ’It won't kill me. Don't worry.”

Irene said nothing but firmly wiped away her tears—she knew very well that this was not the time to be emotional.

She took a deep breath and looked around inside the jeep.

There was nothing that could be used, but if she did not remove the shrapnel, it would hurt a lot.

even cut further into Isaac's flesh since they

before taking off her jacket and pulling out one of its straps-she did not have to care, because

hurt a little,"

"Yeah," he replied softly.

that, Irene pulled out the shrapnel with quick precision. Once that was

to look.

was quite a deep cut and her

no sedative or disinfectant in the car, so she had to use the most primitive method to stop

only disinfect it once they

just then, putting his face on her

to put pressure on his wound, while he could feel the warmth

hand and felt around, feeling the bare skin of her shoulders and neck. Still, he could feel fabric

that Irene usually dressed conservatively and not

down to check. "A

took off his jacket and pulled

in to whisper into his ear, "Are you really

pursed his lips and

were running out of gas again and asked, ’How much longer

Zachary checked the distance.