Hanson shielded them as they moved to a different room, in case any other firecracker should injure them.
Vania calmed herself down and looked at Hanson's hand, "You're injured! We must go to the hospital for an examination right away."
The bright red blood was horrifying.
Vania's babies also looked at the man with concern. They were deep in thought because he had protected them.
"Thank you. Your hand is injured, so let's go to the hospital right away."
When Hanson saw Vania and her babies' worried expressions, he reassured them, "It's just a minor injury, don't worry."
He went through hell when he was in the Special Forces.
Even if a real bomb exploded in front of his eyes, Hanson wouldn't even blink, not to mention that this was just a firecracker.
Furthermore, he was aware that his hand was bleeding slightly, but it was only a minor injury.
However, Hanson appeared to believe that attracting such attention from the four babies was worthwhile.
Vania was calm in the face of this sudden change, but when she saw his hand, her worries intensified.
She let the police officers and property management handle the situation before accompanying Hanson to the hospital.
April received a phone call from Hanson informing him that his hand had been injured, but he didn't care. After all, it was Hanson's idea to injure his own arm.
April assumed Hanson called at this time because Vania had discovered a problem and wanted him to assist with the acting.
April had already written several sets of rhetoric in his head that he was just waiting to use.
And so, he walked unhurriedly to the hospital's front door and waited for Hanson.
He hadn't expected Hanson to arrive so quickly. As April approached the door, he noticed Vania, who had a panicked expression on her face, assisting Hanson to walk.
When April first saw the bloody gauze on Hanson's hand, he assumed it was all part of the plan.
When he got closer, however, he realized Hanson was seriously hurt. "What happened to you, Hanson?" April asked anxiously. "Come with me. I'll clean up your wound right away."
It was only later that Hanson patiently explained his injury to April.
The latter calmed down upon hearing Hanson's explanation and quickly treated his wound.
Fortunately, his arm was only cut by pieces of glass that the firecracker blew up. The wound itself was not deep but the cut was relatively long, so there was a lot of blood.
April turned to a concerned Vania and said, "Don't worry, Mrs. Luke. Hanson's injury is minor, and I've already treated his wound."
"During this time, the wound should not come into contact with water, and the dressing should be changed daily. I'll leave him in your good care then, Mrs. Luke." Hearing this, Vania nodded and took note of what April had said. This time, Hanson's injury was to protect her children, so she would look after him with all her heart.
"The last time his hand was so badly injured, and this time he's bleeding so much. Will it get worse?" she wondered.
April had forgotten about it until now because of his nervousness.
Now was the time for him to put on a show. Fortunately for April, he had prepared his script. "I'm just cleaning up the wound now, Mrs. Luke. I'll examine Hanson's arm later. The more you fret, the more stressed you will become. Don't worry."
"Okay." Vania gave it a thought and came to the conclusion that if she worried too much, she might mess things up. Whatever the doctor said must be true.
April turned around, relieved that Vania had stopped asking questions. That was so dangerous! I was almost exposed.
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