Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 212 Lifesaver

Enelle initially glanced at William’s abdominal wound, but it was too obscured by blood to see clearly. His face had paled from blood loss, accentuating the intensity of his brows

and eyes

“Ms. Swanson is seriously injured. It’s only natural for Mr. Swanson to attend to her first,” Emelle replied.

Willum’s gaze swept over her face as he remarked coldly, “You’re quick to defend him.”

The doctor readied himself and approached Emelie’s bed with an anesthetic syringe in hand. “Please refrain from speaking now. We’re about to start stitching.”

Emelie nodded, pressing her lips and holding her breath.

On the other side, William’s doctor remarked, “This isn’t good. There’s still bleeding. We need to prepare for surgery to check for internal injuries.”

Knowing William’s identity, the doctor dared not be negligent. “Mr. Middleton, you need surgery immediately,” the doctor insisted.

Standing beside William, Ashton appeared anxious and worried. “Doctor, you must save Mr. Middleton!”

William raised his hand to signal for silence. The nurses were ready to wheel him to the operating room, but he motioned for them to wait a moment.

Once Emelie was numbed with anesthesia, the doctor started stitching her wound. Emebe kept her eyes tightly shut

unmistakably sense the needle and thread passing through her flesh. Her brows furrowed as she endured it, unaware that William was observing her the entire time.

total. When he finally said, “All done,” Emelie’s entire body relaxed. She sank back onto the bed, exhausted,

forehead.

for two days for TV antibiotics. Do you

William interjected,

take care of it. But your wound can’t wait any longer,” Ashton said urgently, noting that

at Emelle one last time Seeing her resting with her eyes closed, he finally

Ashton returned to retrieve Emelie’s ID for the admission paperwork. Emelle was

and didn’t justify

in the operating room for Mr. Middleton. He’s in rough shape

to him under my watch, I wouldn’t know how to

softly, “Go ahead. I’m

Emelie released a breath. The anesthesia hadn’t worn off yet, so she didn’t feel

appeared in have a sedative effect, and she started to feel drowsy. She didn’t fight the urge to sleep and closed her

she boce lingering

back on the village road. The sky was gray, people fled in panic as aggressive dogs attacked,

Bang-

the door in confusion and saw a nurse wheeling William’s bed into her room. Instantly, she snapped

doing in my room?”

was hoarse. “I’m paying for the hospital stay. Can’t be here?”