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

needle and thread passing through her flesh. Her brows furrowed

body relaxed. She sank back onto the bed, exhausted, with a

forehead.

hospital for two days for TV antibiotics. Do you have any family members

respond, William interjected, “Ashton, handle her paperwork.”

take care of it. But your wound can’t wait any longer,” Ashton said urgently, noting that William’s bandage was stained with blood once again.

her eyes closed, he finally allowed the nurse to wheel him

Emelie’s ID for the

at Emelie’s request; her injury only required an IV drip and didn’t justify a VIP room. However, since Ashton had already arranged it,

room for Mr. Middleton. He’s in rough shape but insisted

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

murmured softly, “Go ahead.

anesthesia hadn’t worn

a sedative effect, and she started to feel drowsy. She didn’t

she boce

dreams, she found herself back on the village road. The sky was gray, people fled in panic as aggressive dogs attacked, and the sound

Bang-

At that moment, there was a stir in the hospital room. She glanced toward the door in confusion and saw a nurse wheeling William’s bed into

doing in my

William’s voice was hoarse. “I’m paying for the hospital stay. Can’t