Chapter 149
Chapter 149
The doctor answered honestly. “Based on how much blood Ms. Jasper lost, a transfusion technically wasn’t necessary. But her hemoglobin was too low, so we still gave her 200 cc of blood p>
Her hemoglobin was still low.
Chris’s brows drew tightly together.
That was still not enough.
Just then, a bodyguard stepped up behind him and quietly said something in his ear.
The doctor was still waiting for Chris to give further instructions, but when he looked up, Chris had already turned and walked into the elevator.
In the ER lobby, Zac pulled off his white coat and tossed it aside before striding toward Winter. He placed both hands on her shoulders and quickly looked her over from head to toe.
“Are you hurt anywhere p>
He had been in surgery all morning. It was only after he came out that he heard there had been a terrorist attack at the Xander family senior care center’s opening ceremony. In the replay of the livestream that had been cut off halfway through, he caught sight of Winter, and panic hit him on the spot.
He called her, but she didn’t answer. Then he had someone look into it and found out she was at the hospital.
Now that he saw her standing there in one piece, the tight string in his chest finally loosened.
Winter shook her head. Hearing the sound of his breathing, she could tell he had run all the way over.
She didn’t have feelings for Zac in that way, but she still hated seeing him worry, so she gently tried to reassure him. “I’m okay, Zac p>
Hearing her say herself that she was fine finally eased the tightness in his chest, but the lingering fear still left his heart unsettled.
Winter could feel his hands tightening more and more on her shoulders. He was trying so hard to keep his surging emotions in check that even his fingertips were trembling.
Zac fought down the urge to pull her into his arms.
He wanted to hold her, to pull her tight against his chest and soothe the fear that was still clawing at him.
But reason told him that she still wasn’t divorced from Chris. If he hugged her in public now, all it would do was damage her reputation.
The moment Chris stepped out of the elevator, he saw Zac and Winter outside the ER lobby. Zac’s hands
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were gripping her shoulders tightly, and that restrained, anxious look on his face was glaringly hard to ignore.
In a dim, decadent room, the oversized screen on the wall was playing the replay of today’s livestream from the senior care center’s opening ceremony.
When the short video ended, it automatically started over again. By then, it had already replayed so many times no one could count.
At the bedside, the man threw the moaning, trembling woman onto the floor like she was trash. The patience he had shown moments earlier was gone without a trace. He picked up the robe from the foot of the bed and slipped it over his shoulders.
The dim light at the end of the bed brushed across his refined, polished face.
Footsteps came from outside the half–closed door, and a bodyguard reported in a low voice, “Mr. Kane, the men we sent failed to kill Chris Xander. They were all wiped out p>
Fabian picked up the glass of red wine from the table.
His expression stayed calm. “I know p>
If Chris had been that easy to kill, he would not be the head of the Xander family.
Today’s attack had only been a test. Fabian wanted to see exactly what Chris was capable of.
As for the men he had sent, dead was dead.
He had no shortage of people willing to die for him.
Holding the wineglass, he slowly walked toward the oversized screen on the wall. He picked up the remote from the coffee table and pressed pause.
Step by step, he moved closer, took a sip of wine, and studied the paused image with clear interest. On the screen was the female reporter in the middle of her news report.
He lifted his other hand and let his fingertips brush across her masked face, then slid them higher, covering the upper half of it.
A faint smile suddenly touched his lips. But beneath the calm in his eyes, a cold, chilling murderous intent slowly rose to the surface.
“So it was you. The undercover reporter from before.
“Winter Scott p>
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