Chapter 84
“I don’t know,” the older woman shook her head, trying to recall. “She answered a call, ripped the needle out herself, and ran off.
Someone next to her tried to stop her, telling her to get a nurse to take it out, but she said there was no time. She was in a huge rush p>
“A call?” Jonathan pressed. “Did you hear what she said p>
“Not clearly. I just saw her face completely change after she answered it. She said ‘I’ll be right there.’ It seemed like a real emergency p>
The nurse asked urgently, “When did this happen p>
“Just… maybe two or three minutes after you left p>
The young nurse quickly did the math. “Mr. Coleman, she must have been gone for half an hour by now p>
Jonathan was about to speak when the cell phone in his pocket suddenly rang. It was the hospital director.
“Jonathan, the forecast predicts continuous torrential rain tomorrow. The flood situation in the Northern Region is critical, so the rescue team left early p>
Jonathan’s grip on his phone tightened. “Understood p>
Hanging up the phone, he turned to the nurse. “The rescue team left early p>
The nurse looked shocked. “But her fever hasn’t even broken p>
Jonathan replied, “It doesn’t matter. She’s a doctor herself, not to mention she’s surrounded by plenty of medical colleagues p>
The young nurse nodded, and the two were just about to step out of the infusion room.
The sound of hurried footsteps echoed from the entrance.
Jarred strode inside.
He was wearing a black dress shirt with the top two buttons loosely undone. His usually impeccable hair was slightly disheveled, a clear sign he had rushed over at full speed.
That handsome face, capable of making any woman’s heart flutter, was currently stripped of its usual playboy nonchalance, and upon closer inspection, carried a sickly pallor.
But his icy eyes masked any other abnormalities.
Standing at the doorway, his gaze swept over the entire infusion room like a predator scanning for prey.
No Sienna.
His gaze landed on Jonathan, and he gave a gentlemanly nod. “Mr. Coleman p>
Jonathan was already full of resentment over Jarred’s earlier indifference. Seeing him arrive so late, Jonathan merely turned his head away coldly, completely ignoring his greeting.
Jarred didn’t get angry. He shifted his gaze to the nurse, his voice devoid of emotion. “Where is Sienna p>
The nurse was momentarily dazed by his stunning looks.
She had only heard his voice on the phone earlier; she had no idea he looked like this.
His features were strikingly gorgeous, yet carrying a hint of a careless drawl, as if nothing in the world could ever truly hold his attention.
It took the young nurse two seconds to snap out of it. She quickly replied, “Are… are you Dr. Sloan’s family? She already left p>
Jarred’s eyes instantly darkened, the air pressure around him plummeting to a suffocating degree. “Where did she go p>
The nurse felt panicked under his stare and began speaking faster. “The hospital’s rescue team departed early. They just left, and we… we just got the notice ourselves p>
The color visibly drained from Jarred’s face. “Rescue team p>
He paused. “The relief mission for the Northern Region’s floods p>
The nurse nodded vigorously.
Jarred’s face turned even uglier. He practically interrogated them, “She was running a fever of a hundred and three point six and getting an IV drip. Why did you let her go p>
Though the question was directed at the young nurse, his eyes were locked dead onto Jonathan.
The young nurse stammered, unable to form a sentence.
Jonathan met his glare, his tone chillingly sharp. “Because she said she was all alone, with no attachments or burdens, making her the perfect candidate.
She felt bad that her colleagues all had families to support and couldn’t bear to let them take the risk, so she chose to face the danger herself p>
Those words—no attachments or burdens—were like a poison-laced dagger plunging brutally into Jarred’s chest.
His expression froze instantly.