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

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

a little,"

"Yeah," he replied softly.

the shrapnel with quick precision. Once that was done, she pressed down on the wound

turned to look.

deep cut and her hands

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

would only disinfect it

her just then, putting his face on her

angle to put pressure on his wound, while he

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

he asked, remembering that Irene usually dressed conservatively and not something so

to check.

nothing, but he quickly took off his

ear, "Are you really worried about that in this

lips and

driver's seat, Stan noticed that they were running out of gas again and asked, ’How much

Zachary checked the distance.