Her emotional voice was extremely weak, and her body occasionally twitched from the pain of her fresh wound…
Feeling her warm and sticky blood all over his hand, Zivon eventually replied, “…Save your breath for now. I’m bringing you to a hospital…”
Thankfully, they didn’t face any other troubles, and Zivon was soon able to get both of them to a nearby hospital. It took the doctors about half an hour to finally patch up all of Xavia’s wounds…
Watching as Xavia was pushed into a VIP ward—that smelled heavily of formalin—before being given an IV drip, Zivon was finally prompted to ask, “How are her injuries looking? Is she in any danger?”
In response, the doctor politely said, “Don’t worry, her life isn’t threatened. Aside from the wound on her back, she’s perfectly fine. However, since her wound’s a little deep and the weather is quite hot, we’ll need to pay close attention to her for the time being. While she can only sleep on her stomach for a while, this will allow us to quickly detect if her wound ever gets infected.”
…That was good news. After what felt like forever, Zivon could finally heave a sigh of relief… Honestly, Zivon had always been good at gauging the seriousness of injuries. However, when it came to Xavia, he simply couldn’t make a proper guess…
Regardless, once the doctor was gone, Zivon picked a basin of warm water up before gently wiping off the blood and sweat off Xavia’s body…
Since Xavia had been anesthetized, she was still out cold at the moment. Either way, when Zivon gazed at her beautifully pale face and dry lips, he couldn’t help but tenderly caress her soft cheeks…
His action caused Xavia to groan slightly… and soon enough, the dazed girl opened her eyes… only to be greeted by Zivon’s charming face!
There was no way he could be this gentle, right…? Was she dreaming…?
“You’re finally awake…? How are you feeling?” asked the man in a gentle tone.
…This wasn’t a dream, was it? After all, Xavia could clearly smell his pleasant breath! It took her a while, but she eventually managed to mutter, “…I… remember now… Maison and you were kidnapped… and I came back to rescue you… We… managed to escape?”
Watching as the surprised Xavia then began looking around the ward, Zivon simply grunted in response before locking his eyes with hers as he said, “We did. That aside, who exactly gave you the courage to run over to us by yourself? Also, why did you come running back in the end?”
…Was he asking her why she hadn’t called for help since she already knew that she was heading toward trouble? Feeling slightly aggrieved, the woman then muttered, “…Maison told me not to… I had assumed it was because the baddies had warned him not to call the cops… It was a shocking situation, alright? I… didn’t really have the clearest head at the time…”
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