A Beauty With Multiple Masks

Chapter 1327 Shot In The Chest

“Vinson, hang in there. Hang in there! I’m here, and you’ll be all right. We’ll get through this together!” Tears smeared her face as she cupped his head in her hands. “Vinson, I don’t know what to do. I don’t have a first aid kid with me.”

“Miss, don’t worry. I’ll get my father to save him,” the young boy offered his help in fluent Ustranasion.

After he finished his sentence, the raining bullets came to a stop. A troop of soldiers moved toward them, and a man got off a military car. “My apologies, Young Master. You must have been frightened,” the man bowed and spoke respectfully to the young boy.

“This man was shot when he was saving me. Quick, send him to the hospital,” the young boy briefly explained what had happened. Wasting no time, the butler got the soldiers to carry Vinson into the car, after which Arielle and the young boy followed them to the hospital.

“Sir Casper, he’s in a critical situation and requires surgery immediately.” The surgeon was scurrying into the operation room, wanting to start the surgery as soon as possible.

“Please, let me help with the operation.” Arielle was so concerned about Vinson that she wanted to participate in the operation.

“Miss, please stop this folly. We are trying to save a life here. Stop wasting our time with your impractical suggestion.” The surgeon furrowed his brows and scanned Arielle. What does this woman think she’s doing? Such balderdash!

daughter and agreed to her request. Without further ado, Arielle put on a surgical gown and followed

heart wrenched in pain when she saw Vinson lying unconsciously on the operation table, but she had no time to wallow in misery. Determined to save

bullet’s in a tricky spot. It’s quite hard

advise then? If we

to malfunction. Casper’s father wasn’t going to give up on Vinson since the

suggested as she squeezed her

“You?”

take full responsibility for it.” Having said that, she walked toward the

man’s life is hanging on a thread now.

fool around with his life!” she retorted. Her mind was already on the operation that was

sangfroid, the group of surgeons let her take the helm. None of them were confident to

spread like wildfire on the internet. The media outlets, be it local or international, were all reporting the news, and Arielle became

Caught in a

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