Seven Days Seven Nights

Chapter 211

Meeting Christian Again

“No.” Nicholas shook his head solemnly. He wouldn’t risk taking such drastic actions. The sum of three million meant little to him financially, and his sole concern was Nancy’s safety. His plan involved ensuring that the remaining sum would satisfy the thugs, preventing them from further pursuing

them.

His intended course was clear-within twenty minutes, he would have brought her to a safe house he had designated earlier. He had arranged for his men to be present, providing protection should Puck and his men show up. However, the unexpected arrival of the police threw a wrench in his plans.

Nancy looked at Nicholas, confused. “Maybe they came to save us after they found out I was kidnapped.

“Not necessarily. There might be another reason.” He continued, “But I can be sure about one thing”

“What?”

“I believe the police stumbled upon them while they were in hiding. The thugs likely suspected that I had alerted the authorities, so they have come to kill us.”

She took a deep breath. “Good thing we came out in one piece.”

“Yeah, fortunately,” he replied, and his face twisted in pain.

Nancy immediately noticed his distress and urgently inquired, “Nicholas, what-” Her question was cut short when she saw the blood staining Nicholas’ clothing, leaving her utterly bewildered. She wondered. where the blood came from or when he had sustained the injury. “Hang on, Nicholas. You said our men are coming, right? Please don’t scare me. Please be alright.” Her voice trembled with fear.

With a reassuring gesture, he reached out, gently patting her head, and managed a smile. “Don’t be scared, silly. It’s just a shallow wound. Don’t worry, I won’t die. I’m tough.”

Despite his attempt to downplay the situation, she was still distraught. The sight of the bloody wound. on his arm brought tears to her eyes. “This isn’t even a shallow wound. It’s a gunshot wound, Nicholas, Why didn’t you tell me you got shot?”

if I did.” He smiled.

Attempting to reassure herself, she repeated in her mind, “I’m a doctor. This is my

wound and stop

Dr. Cohen. What should I do?” he

have any painkillers with me. Just hang on. You’re bleeding too much. I have to stop

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a kiss now,

with her boldness. He had expected her to feel embarrassed, but her eyes held

away after their kiss, she looked at

power. They say it’s

two more kisses before standing up to face him. “How about now?

responded with a playful tone, “Yes, but I’m leaking. I

her, leading her to pinch his arm playfully, yet a trace of

hurting Nancy. “Okay, I’ll stop talking. You

closed his

Her trembling hands worked frantically, yet

a voice cut through

are you hurt?”

hand. Calmly, he said, “It’s alright. I’m fine.

already on edge, felt her anxiety heighten at the evident unease of those

we arrived

your fault. No one thought this would

group of police were hiding in the mountains. They seemed to be after

guys.”

A group