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?”

baby if I did.” He smiled.

yet when it involved Nicholas, her panic intensified. Attempting to reassure herself, she repeated in her mind, “I’m a doctor. This is my specialty. I can save him. Despite being an amateur and an intern who had never performed. operations or witnessed such traumatic scenes, she refused

me, Nicholas. I’ll bandage your wound and stop the bleeding, Nancy assured Nicholas,

hurt a lot, Dr. Cohen. What should I

I don’t have any painkillers with me. Just hang on. You’re bleeding too

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need your apology silly. If I get a kiss now,

her boldness. He

kiss, she looked at him intently.

only at 30% power. They say it’s

a mischievous smile, she leaned in for two more kisses before standing up to face him. “How about now? Fully charged yet?”

but

arm playfully, yet a trace

“Okay, I’ll stop talking.

He closed

hastily tore a strip from her sleeve, using her clothing to bind the wound. Her trembling hands worked frantically, yet the persisting presence of the lodged bullet

a voice cut through the tension.

hurt?” the person

he said,

heighten at the evident unease of those

arrived

one thought this would happen.”

hiding in the mountains. They

guys.”

A group