A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

Shane turned around and went back to Ethan. “Who would do this?“ he asked with a creased forehead.

Ethan glanced at him and sneered, “Do you even have to ask?“

Shane and Marc gave each other a knowing look. The answer was already obvious. Looking at the wounds and scratches all over Ethan's body, Shane frowned. “Are you okay, boss?“ he asked with a worried tone.

Groaning, Ethan shook his head lightly. He winced as he stood up and carried Estelle in his arms. “Enough talking. Let's go to the hospital now.“

Both of them nodded and quickly moved to help them. Estelle's left arm was still bleeding excessively, and her whole arm was coated with the red liquid. Ethan's clothes were also stained by the blood.

With Estelle still in his arms, Ethan gently got into the car. Then, Shane and Marc got into the driver's seat and the front passenger seat respectively. After making sure that everyone was ready to go, Shane started the car and drove to the hospital at top speed.

Before the car even came to a full stop at the gate of the hospital, Ethan was already scrambling to get the door open. He climbed out of the car with Estelle still in his arms and quickly rushed into the hospital. The love of his life had lost too much blood and was unconscious. When they saw Ethan's bloody appearance, the nurses and doctors immediately rushed over to them and helped Ethan get Estelle on a stretcher. Once they got her settled, they quickly moved her to the operating room to save her.

The medical staff speculated that perhaps one of her main arteries was damaged. It was probably why she had bled so much. Only the nurses and doctors were allowed in the operating room, so Shane, Marc, and Ethan could do nothing but stare at the red light above the door as they anxiously waited outside.

During the wait, Ethan got some clean clothes and changed into them. The wounds he had acquired from the fight had been checked and bandaged by a doctor. Thankfully, all of them were just minor injuries. None of his vital organs had been hit and he hadn't broken any bones. Despite that, Ethan still looked like a wreck.

“Boss…“ Looking at his boss's appearance, Shane wanted to say something comforting, but quickly stopped himself. Instead, he suggested, “Why don't you get yourself something to eat first? Marc and I will stay here and keep an eye on her.“

“You guys go ahead and eat something first,“ he told them. Then, he turned around and went back to mindlessly staring at the door of the operating room. All

solemn glances with each other. Their boss had been weakened during the fight, so they figured that they should go downstairs and grab him something to eat. Understanding each other, they both nodded at the same time.

Shane and Marc went downstairs, Ethan heard some heavy footsteps walking up from the stairs. Judging by the sound, Ethan deduced that the

closer and closer. The person seemed adamant to come up the stairs

stared at him. Then, he suddenly felt a pang of

he looked at the door of

having been in a vegetative state for years, Philo had a lot of muscle problems. His most obvious disability was his difficulty in walking. Even standing

old man in front of him. His heart was filled with guilt. Ethan knew that if it weren't for him, Estelle wouldn't have been hurt.

finally blurted out in a soft voice, almost in a whisper. “Mr. Wang… I'm really sorry,“ Ethan repeated and lowered his head once more. It

“Forget it…“ he muttered. Without saying anything else, he leaned back

found himself looking out of the glass window of the hospital building with a blank expression. Stars were shining in the night sky and the buildings were lit beautifully. Yet,

couldn't easily forget the name

A doctor wearing scrubs came out with a prescription in his

mention of Estelle's name. Ethan, who was standing at the end of the corridor, walked towards the doctor. The doctor glanced at the two of them and turned to Philo. “The patient's life is not in danger for the time being. However, her left arm is still healing,

out a breath of relief and comforted himself. The good news was that she

of the room, pushing a stretcher. Ethan hurriedly walked up to them and gripped the edge of the stretcher with his hands. Lying on the stretcher was Estelle, who still had her eyes closed because the anesthesia hadn't worn off yet. Her face

pushed the stretcher into Estelle's designated ward. She gave the family members some instructions

edge of the bed, Ethan carefully took Estelle's hand with a gentle look. Philo chose to sit on one of the plastic chairs and silently