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.

Isaac's flesh since

and pulling out one of its straps-she did not have to care, because all she

a little,"

"Yeah," he replied softly.

Irene pulled out the shrapnel with quick precision. Once that was done, she pressed down on

to look. "Is

was quite a deep

disinfectant in the car, so she had to use the most

only disinfect it once they obtained

putting his face on

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

the bare skin of her shoulders and neck. Still, he could feel fabric beneath, on

wearing?" he asked, remembering that Irene usually dressed conservatively and not

to check.

nothing, but he quickly took off his jacket and pulled

whisper into his ear, "Are you really

lips and

they were running out of gas again

Zachary checked the distance.