Elijah's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The doctor quickly changed his tune. "I didn't say she's dead. She might be in temporary shock due to severe blood loss. Yes, shock."
Elijah's eyelashes quivered slightly. He took a deep breath, tightly holding the woman in his arms, wishing he could merge her into his body.
After a while, the helicopter landed at a hospital, and Violette was rushed into the emergency room. Elijah stood outside the emergency room as if he'd hit the pause button on himself. He felt hollow, physically and emotionally.
What was he supposed to do if something had happened to Violette?
His phone rang, interrupting his sorrowful thoughts. He pulled out his phone, and like a robot, pressed the answer button.
"How's Violette? I've dealt with Silver King." Mike boasted. "That old fart. I knew he'd try to escape from the back door. I got him as soon as he stepped out."
Elijah's throat bobbed, and he said quietly, "She took a bullet in her arm; she's being treated now."
"Which hospital are you at? I'm coming over now." Mike paused, then asked. "Was she conscious when you found her?"
Elijah was momentarily unable to answer.
"Speak up." Mike shouted. "Elijah, answer me."
"She must be alive," he said vaguely.
Mike got the message. Violette was either dead or about to die.
"Mike, go home first." Elijah's fingers clenched, and his remaining sanity allowed him to speak calmly. "The kids are waiting for you at home. Go explain to them."
"Explain? How am I supposed to explain? Tell them their mother is dead?" Mike scoffed coldly. "Why don't you handle this?."
"Sir, she is still alive," the doctor said. "Her breathing was very weak when she was brought in, but thanks to our efforts, her breathing is gradually returning to normal. However, she is currently running a high fever and has lost a lot of blood. We need to reduce her fever and remove the bullet from her body."
Elijah's eyes moistened, and he whispered, "I knew she was still alive..."
"Sir, what is your relationship with the patient? Can you contact her husband?" The doctor asked. "Because she's pregnant, we can't just give her any medication. All drugs might affect the baby in her womb."
Elijah hesitated for a moment, then said, "Her health is the priority. Use whatever medication is needed, her health is the most important."
"Oh, are you her husband?"
A resolute light flashed in Elijah's eyes. "I am the father of the child."
The doctor was actually asking whose safety should be prioritized, the mother's or the child's.
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