I’m Someone Else

Thomas shook his head and glanced at his bleeding wound. “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. We need to find a place to stop the car. I have to get the bullet out.”

“Get the bullet out?”

Olivia was stunned to hear that. Should they not go to the hospital then? Why did it sound like he planned on taking it out himself?

He pulled the car to a stop at a rather secluded spot and wound up the windows. The car’s windows were so heavily tinted that no one standing outside would be able to see what was happening inside. He then found a paring knife and grabbed a lighter to sterilize it with.

“Do you know who they are? They were driving a Cadillac,” he asked.

“A Cadillac?”

She frowned upon hearing that as her face clouded over.

“I think they are part of the same group.”

“Do you know who they are?” he repeated.

“I don’t. However, before they appeared, there was a time when I clocked out of work late and had to drive home by myself. They followed me throughout the entire drive and only left when I managed to call my family who then sent some men to escort me home.”

That incident had happened quite a while ago, so she had only assumed it was a coincidence. She had not expected them to appear in her life again.

She did not know them at all, so why did they want to kill her?

He nodded and kept quiet. The knife was nearly sterilized. Without hesitation, he swiftly stabbed the knife into his wound.

“Aah!”

shock when she saw what

you crazy? Stop! Let’s get it taken care

beyond her wits. While she had seen people on television do that before, it was still horrifying to

There was not a single sign of pain on his face. It was as if the shoulder the knife

Clink!

he then dressed the wound with a bandage before

military, he had taken care of his own wounds multiple times. This was nothing compared to what he had

said. “Time

car soon started toward

bullet with a knife was too much for her, but all she could think about was him digging the

Is that really… okay? Would the wound be infected? What should

let’s go to the hospital,” she worriedly

Relax!” She did not have to worry. It was just an ordinary gunshot wound. While his method might have been crude, it was absolutely safe. Anyway, this was minor. He had dealt with worse injuries

one could learn how to cure their own illnesses. Similarly, someone who had been hurt multiple times could learn to clean and dress their own

insisted on driving to the hospital, even if

would have been dead by now. It was unlikely for her to ever find another driver who would be willing to take a bullet for her. Since he did not care about his body, she would

He never imagined that anyone else, especially a

around to drive to the hospital. Once

to pick me up early,” she gently

at

in no hurry, he drove back home at a leisurely

obnoxious. It was past ten, yet the cars still had their high beams on. It made it hard for him to even look where

just because they can

“Wait, no!”

attention shot back to the two Cadillacs. Were these not the cars that had driven next to them just now? The people who were trying