Her Majesty novel Chapter 33

When Abby saw that I was hurt, she screamed and ran to me, touched my face, feeling distressed, and asked, “Justin, what happened to you? Who beat you to this?"

I said impatiently, “Leave me alone first, save my friend."

Then I pulled Abby's hand toward the house. Abby shouted, "My box, my box.”

I ran back and helped her with her box, and pulled her into the house.

The thick smell of blood made Abby frown. Her face was pale with fear and she whispered to me, "Justin, who are these people? They don't look like good people. Why are you with them? If they are bad guys, I won’t save them.”

I was angry and shouted at Abby, “What are you talking about? They are all my friends. If it were not for them, I had been thrown into the river to feed fish. You, you are not sensible."

Abby was frightened by my roar and trembled, feeling aggrieved with tears flowing down. She grumbled, “You did not make it clear. Why are you shouting at me? I did not come here to be scolded by you since I ran here in the middle of the night.”

Our quarrel caught everyone's attention, and they looked at us.

Amanda came over, gently pulled my arm, whispered, “Justin, Come on." And then she said to Abby with a smile, “Abby, please forgive him. Justin was in a bad mood tonight because his friend was hurt.

Abby vigilantly looked at her, and looked at me and asked me angrily, “Justin, who is she?"

I ignored her mood, pulled her arm to the side of Ben and said, “Please, save him, as long as you save him, I can do anything for you."

Abby took a look at Ben, and suddenly exclaimed, “Isn’t this Ben, why did he get hurt severely? You rest assured, I will save him."

Abby began to take inspection on Ben. I stood on the side of waiting for the result.

After a while, Abby said, "Fortunately, the bullet got stuck in the bone. Once it is removed, it will be ok, but it may leave a hangover. The right hand may not be as flexible as before."

I breathed a sigh of relief and said to Abby, "What are you waiting for? Save him quickly."

I helped Abby carry the bed to a room, Amanda helped her as an assistant to take treatment to Ben.

The waiting time was so long. I was silently smoking at the door one by one, not for a while there were many cigarette butts on the ground.

Finally, the door was pushed open. Abby wiped sweat from her forehead and came out. She said to me, "Justin, the bullet has been taken out. Ben will not die.”

I hugged her, kissed her on the cheek and shouted, "You're great, Abby."

Abby flushed and pushed me away, saying, “Justin, don't do this."

Amanda's face was darkened, but she stood behind me so I did not see that.