Fled With CEO’s Twin Babies

Chapter 307 A Carefully Testing
Joe’s gaze quickly swept over the two of them, and a trace of contemplation flashed through his mind.
Mandy soon drove to the nearest hospital. Perhaps because the effect of the scarf on the bleeding was limited, the blood
on the wound on Joe’s left arm did not stop completely. At this time, his face also showed a little pale due to excessive
blood loss.
Jack wanted to support him, but Joe shook his head, his eyes full of refuse.
Jack glanced at Charlotte, who was not far away, and suddenly covered his arm, “I don’t know if I was hit by something
just now, but now my arm hurts so much. Miss Clinton, can you help me to support Mr. Smith?”
Charlotte snorted. How could she not see the meaning between them?
Charlotte glanced at Mandy, who was next to her. Mandy will understand soon, and she smiled brightly, “In that case, let
me help you, Mr. Smith?”

Before her hand could even touch Joe, he had already dodged quickly. He quickly walked into the hospital.
Up until now, Joe had been very calm. He said calmly that Charlotte had almost forgotten several times that he was an
injured person who had just been stabbed.
But when the first-aid doctor cut open his sleeve, revealing the ferocious wound inside, Charlotte couldn’t help but gasp.
Charlotte saw that there was a wound about 10 centimeters deep on his right arm, which was covered with blood. It could
be seen that the wound was very deep.
Charlotte looked at Joe with a complicated expression, but Joe was still calm.
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It was not until the doctor took out the disinfectant to clean his wound that he let out a muffled groan. There was a slight
sweat on his forehead, and he frowned tightly. Obviously, he was suffering a lot of pain.
“I’ll go out for a while.”
Charlotte glanced at Mandy, and then went out after saying this.
Joe looked back at her back with disappointment in his eyes.
It turned out that this was how she felt when she was ignored, and when she tried to show her sincerity to others. He
didn’t know how many times he had made her so sad. He was really an idiot.
It was an hour after the doctor finished sewing and bandaging the wound. Charlotte, who was waiting at the door, looked
at the sweat on Joe’s forehead that had not been wiped away and pursed her lips. “Thank you very much this time.”
Although he might be able to get rid of the criminal without Joe’s help, at least she would have a few more wounds like