The Invincible Mercenary King

Chapter 718

Help

The man hugged the woman who had been in a car accident and knelt on the ground, crying for help. He looked at the doctors and nurses in extreme fear.

The doctor had been glaring at Haylan. When he saw this, however, he forgot about Haylan immediately, He rushed forward to examine the patient, tending to her wounds and desperately attempting to save her life.

He was not the only one. Many doctors and nurses rushed over to resuscitate the woman. Soon, they placed her on a stretcher and pushed her into the operating theater.

“How tragic…

Yvonne looked at the woman’s injuries and could not help but feel sympathetic.

Tragic, indeed, Haylan agreed, “but his girlfriend did not get those injuries from a car accident.”

“Not a car accident?” Yvonne was stunned.

“Of course not!”

Haylan’s expression was calm as he explained, “If it were a car accident, he wouldn’t have rushed in carrying the patient like this. An ambulance would have been dispatched to the scene to bring her to the hospital.”

“Secondly, I just observed the woman’s wounds. Several of them were inflicted by a knife.

“Did you pay particular attention to her right wrist? It was practically hanging on to her arm by a thread. It had obviously been hacked off by a sharp knife!

“Besides, there was also a knife injury on her neck. It was a very clean cut. Just 0.8 inches more and she might have died, but she managed to dodge the knife.

Someone had punched her and broke it in the process. If they look

Part of it belongs to his

I guess that a vengeful enemy must have given this woman her injuries by slashing her to the verge of death. This man spotted her and risked his injuries

off his observations, detailing everything he had gleaned from

managed to get all of that?” Yvonne looked

things in the short

too much. He could only find a random excuse to brush it off. Tm a bodyguard. I’m in charge of protecting you people. Naturally, I have

doubt him. She asked, “Then do you

his head and said, “I don’t

over her body. Moreover, the fist mark on her chest

apart from treating those fatal wounds and maintaining her vital signs, they had to remove the terrifying power in the fist

patient

doctors in front of him were men and women of science. They were not martial artists at all. They could not sense the power in the patient’s body, much less remove

you have to save

outside the operating theater with red eyes. As tears streamed

that he loved his

resuscitation, connecting the woman to the ECG monitor to measure her blood pressure and heartbeat,

were so busy that they had no time to care about this

communicating with him, telling him not

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Chapter 718

man sat on the sota with his head is his hands. His entire

“Yes?

and he could

strange tattoo on the man’s wrist. It was only displayed when he reached

on a general–class expert in

his sharp observation

was in cahoots with