"Frank..." Seeing him arrive, I felt much more at ease and said calmly, "They injected something into Grandma. I don''t know what it is."


    "Oh." K feigned surprise and said, "Mr. Smith really loves his wife. He dares toe here alone?"


    As he said, he had investigated everyone around me thoroughly.


    Frank ignored him and released me. He took measured steps toward K, his voice initially sounding bold and casual but hiding an almost imperceptible rage. "I dare toe, so I naturally can leave in one piece. You''d better worry about yourself." "I..." K was about to shout something when he suddenly realized something and his expression darkened." Where are the people I arranged downstairs?"


    "Perhaps they are injured or dead." Frank smirked disdainfully. "In any case, no one cane up to help you now


    K was stunned. "Impossible!"


    Frank replied, "Don''t believe me? Try it."N?velDrama.Org content rights.


    K didn''t need to try because Frank appearing on the second floor without any warning was evidence enough.


    However, there was no noise from downstairs earlier. I didn''t know how Frank had done it! After all, the people stationed downstairs were skilled foreign men.


    Frank nced at my unconscious grandma with dangerous eyes. "The antidote."


    K didn''t flinch but insteadughed arrogantly. "How do you know I used poison and not just ordinary glucose?"


    "Don''t stall in hopes of your mening to your rescue."


    Jack, covering his wound, said, "If you don''t hand over the antidote, do you think you''ll be able to leave here when the police arrive?"


    "We''ll see about that." K looked at me. As Frank was about to take action against him, K overturned Grandma''s chair. While Frank rushed to catch her, K sprang onto the windowsill with one hand. He then jumped down.


    Immediately, smoke filled the downstairs area.


    Jack reached the windowsill and couldn''t see the direction K had fled.


    We could hear n instructing his men, "Spread out and chase him!"


    "Frank..." Grandma, dazed, called out to Frank and then fell unconscious again.


    I hurried over, and Frank picked Grandma up,forting me, "Don''t panic. Let''s get Grandma to the hospital first."


    "Okay."


    I looked at Jack, whose arm was also seriously injured, "Jack, you shoulde too! Gunshot wounds have to be treated as soon as possible."


    Upon arriving at the hospital, Grandma and Jack were both taken to the emergency room.


    Grandma''s situation wasplex, so experts from various departments were contacted immediately.


    Jack''s gunshot wound was lessplicated. Since it was the Smith Group family''s hospital, the doctors who came with Frank didn''t dare ask many questions and quickly treated his wound. When I saw Jacking out, I stepped forward. "How is it? Are you okay?"


    "See for yourself."


    Jack showed me the neatly bandaged wound on his arm. His lips were a bit pale, but he still smiled and said, "I told you I''m fine. Didn''t I tell you the truth?"


    "Well, you can''t really call this fine."


    The doctor, seeing that Jack wasn''t taking it seriously, couldn''t help but turn to me with advice. "You''re a family member of the patient, right? Although this injury is on the arm and isn''t critical, it can still be serious. If not carefully taken care of, it might affect..." "Affect what?"


    Frank put his arm around my shoulders, cocking his brows at the doctor and said with a smile, "Do you think a grown man can''t handle a small injury and needs my fiancee to take care of him?"


    The words "my fiancee" were pronounced with particr emphasis.


    The doctor swallowed nervously and quickly changed his tone. "M-Mr. Smith, that''s not what I meant. I just wanted to say that everyone has minor injuries on their arms. There''s no need to worry too much. Just make sure toe to the hospital if there''s any difort and keep the wound dressed regrly."