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Chapter 48 I Want To Take Care Of Her

"Why are you so stubborn?" Jeremy sighed, not knowing what else to say. He just focused his energy on driving as fast and as steadily as possible.

After a while, Jeremy's phone started ringing. It kept ringing and ringing but Jeremy wasn't even considering answering it.

This irritated Sherry so she said coldly, "Can't you just hang up the phone?"

Upon hearing this, Jeremy nervously raised his eyebrows. In a hurry, he took his phone out as if he was afraid of being scolded further.

It was Steve who was calling. After hesitating for a while, he answered it.

"Jeremy, which hospital did you take Sherry to? I'm coming," Steve said anxiously.

Hearing that Steve seemed to be in such a hurry, Jeremy was a bit displeased. He answered indifferently, "City Central Hospital."

Jeremy was a step ahead of them anyway and he drove quite fast. Steve only delayed for a while but when he came out, Jeremy and Sherry had already left.

"Okay!" After hanging up the phone, Steve slammed his foot on the gas pedal, speeding off.

Chester sped up and followed closely behind it.

Finally, Jeremy arrived at the City Central Hospital. Even though it was relatively near the venue, he still felt like it took forever for them to get here.

He got out of the car, walked to the passenger seat, opened the door and looked at Sherry.

Her hair was sticking to her since she was sweating profusely. Her lips were bitten and she was horribly pale.

With great concern, Jeremy bent over to unfasten her seat belt and carried her out of the car.

Sherry shrank into his arms. Even the slightest movement was very painful for her so she slightly hissed, "Hmm..."

"We're already in the hospital. You just have to wait a little while more. You'll be fine soon," Jeremy tried to comfort her in a soft voice.

In a trance, she was in a haze as she looked at Jeremy.

'It's Jeremy and even after everything, he can still comfort me with that soft voice of his. Interesting.'

Still, that didn't change the fact that she didn't care anymore.

Sherry was in a daze as she noticed Jeremy's blood-stained clothes.

When the nurses saw Jeremy's blood-stained shirt, they were shocked. They hurried over to him and asked, "Sir, are you hurt?"

Jeremy was much more relaxed now. He explained softly, "It's not my blood. It's hers. Please help her."

Outside the treatment room, Jeremy sat on a bench. The nurses that passed by decided to give him some water and tissue.

Before long, Steve and Chester had arrived at hospital. As soon as Jeremy saw Chester, he became serious.

"What happened? How long has she been in there?" Steve asked anxiously, sweating profusely and gasping for breath.

a while ago. She should be

and forth. Finally, he settled on the

to suppress their anxiety about the situation. Steve sighed as

and every second that

if she was about to collapse

wound with cotton that was soaked in alcohol. After which, he carefully ripped the skin

deep as the glass had

wounds as several shards of glass punctured her

take out the fragments now. If you feel pain, you

her head and said, "I'm fine,

was trembling as she spoke. No matter what she

would scream even with a small cut, not to mention that so many pieces of fragments had

carefully took out shard after shard, Sherry felt as if she was

eyes but she

took a deep breath as she tried to recall the

of pain was it? This wasn't

days when she was tortured to death. Those

pain. His cruelty, his coldness,

reason. She would smile when he did which was rare. She would

pain. If it weren't for his ruthlessness,

scars were much worse than physical ones. Now that her internal scars were

another shard of glass

sticking to her neck and face. Despite all of this, she still didn't complain

the doctor finally came out of

time as they approached the doctor. In unison, they asked, "Doctor, how is

a tray in her hand. She

men were well-known and here they were, all

removed all the glass shards. She's still resting inside. You're free to go in and see her." Almost

first, followed

closed tightly, her

wounds were so deep but she didn't scream or cry the entire time I was taking the shards

Sherry slowly opened

raised her head and the first thing she saw was Jeremy looking

at her tenderly, something he ever rarely did. His shirt was still stained with her blood but he didn't seem to care. He just watched her quietly as if

painful it was in front of him and even while she was being treated, she didn't

heart ache

the wound leave a scar on her

worry about it. The

to the bed and found Sherry trying to

tried to assist her but Jeremy beat him

but

obviously displeased with

just been treated. She couldn't use too much of her

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