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.

further into Isaac's flesh since they were

out one of its straps-she did not have to care, because all she wanted to do was ease Isaac's pain, even

little,"

"Yeah," he replied softly.

quick precision. Once that was done,

look. "Is

quite a deep cut and her hands were quickly covered in

in the car, so she had to use

it once

on her just then, putting his face on her slim

a better angle to put pressure on his wound, while he could feel the warmth from

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

wearing?" he asked, remembering that Irene usually

down to check.

off

in to whisper into his ear, "Are you really

lips and said

that they were running out of gas

Zachary checked the distance.