Life–and–death Situation


    My heart raced as I narrowed my eyes. I pushed Ste aside, not paying attention to her stumbling a


    few steps away. My sole focus was reaching the emergency room, but dark–d bodyguards blocked


    my way.


    I saw a doctor speaking with Celine, but I couldn’t make out their words. The doctor returned to the


    emergency room in less than two minutes, and I could not help but notice the chilling amount of blood


    staining his gloves.


    My gaze remained fixed on Celine. Her expression revealed nothing about the nature of the news,


    whether it was good or bad.


    She stayed in that dazed state before finally saying something to Kenzie, who was behind her. Ste


    took this opportunity to pass by me and enter the room.


    Ste reached out and grabbed Celine’s arm as if inquiring about something. Celine’s cold eyes met


    Ste’s, and she immediately lowered her head.


    “What’s his condition? Let go of me!” I roared, far fromposed.


    Celine’s eyes met mine, deep and merciless. She then said something to Kenzie and walked out.


    1 froze in ce, watching her and her entourage pass by me.


    Suddenly, she stopped and shot me a cold re. She spat, “Thanks to you, he’s not dead!”


    Then she lifted her head high and walked away. Carol quickly ran over to me.


    “Chlo…” Her voice was anxious.


    I must have looked terrible.


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    I just couldn’t understand Celine’s meaning. What did she mean by “not dead?” Did she hope he would


    die?


    Her callousness towards her own nephew was shocking.


    I stared at the closed door, overwhelmed by a sense of helplessness. The memories of our recent


    encounter still lingered, but now As was facing a life–and–death situation.


    Cho: please don’t be like this. We need to find out how Mr. As is doing.” Carol whispered by my side.


    We’lle up with a n. You have to hold yourself together. Everyone is watching closely. Let’s go


    back and strategize


    Theard the sound of the door being opened from Inside


    I was startled, quickly standing up and rushing to the door.


    Sure enough, a nurse emerged from the room. I grabbed her in desperation. “Excuse me, how is the


    person inside? Mr. As, from the car ident. How is he? What are his injuries?”


    She looked at me in fear. “What are you doing? I don’t know…”


    “How can you not know? Mr. As, from the car ident! What’s his condition?” I held on, desperate


    for


    answers.


    “Let go of me! I’m sorry, I don’t know. Let go!” The nurse shook off my hand forcefully, ring at me.


    She muttered, “Lunatic!”


    Then she straightened herself and quickly left, disappearing from my sight.


    I turned around, pushing the door in despair. Surprisingly, it swung open at my push, leaving me


    stunned.


    The next second, I rushed inside without a second thought.