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.

left ribcage wasn’t caused by a car accident, too. Someone had punched her and broke it in the process.

of it belongs to his girlfriend, and part

a vengeful enemy must have given this woman her injuries by slashing her to the verge of death. This man

rattled off his observations, detailing everything he had

managed to get all of that?”

things in the short

realized that he had said 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 to be vigilant and listen to everything. It’s just an occupational disease?”

asked, “Then do

head and said,

the fist mark on her chest emitted an ominous energy that caused

apart from treating those fatal wounds and maintaining her vital signs,

patient would die.

were men and women of science. They were not martial artists at all. They could not

have

treating his wounds. He stood outside the operating theater with red eyes. As tears streamed down his face, he

that he loved his girlfriend very much.

resuscitation, connecting the woman to the ECG monitor to measure

that they had no time to care about

an old murse was communicating with him, telling him not to be anxious. He could merely sit

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Chapter 718

his head is his hands. His

“Yes?

man’s wrist and he could

It was only displayed when he reached out to hold his heard,

seen this tattoo on a general–class expert

observation skills allowed him to

this man was in