“Zacharias is fortunate to have escaped this. He’ll be alright. Ren patted Josef’s shoulder and comforted him.
At this moment, the door to the ward opened. Three doctors came out one after another, talking in low voices. When they saw Ren, they immediately approached with serious expressions.
Shirley strained her ears to listen to their conversation. The doctors implied that there didn’t seem to be any internal injuries for Zacharias. Only the external injuries were severe and he needed rest.
“Great-uncle, can I go in and see him?” Shirley urgently asked, to which Ren nodded. “Go see Zach.”
Josef couldn’t help but ask, “Who is this young lady?”
“I am a friend of Mr. Zacharias, Shirley replied politely.
“She’s my grandniece and Richard’s daughter,” Ren explained. Josef looked at Shirley with a touch of tenderness. “Miss Lloyd, thank you for visiting Zach.”
Shirley nodded, then took advantage of their conversation with the hospital staff to quickly walk toward the ward. She gently pushed the door open and saw the nurse still organizing medicines. On the white hospital bed lay Zacharias.
He had closed his eyes and was resting. In just five days, this man already seemed worse for wear. His pale skin looked even paler against the white backdrop, which was likely due to significant blood loss. His hair was somewhat disheveled and fell over his forehead. His arm was exposed, and on his right forearm, a wound with stitches about ten centimeters long was visible.
Suddenly, Shirley felt a surge of sympathy for him. He might hold a high position, but he also faced danger frequently.
The nurses finished their tasks and left. Shirley stood beside the man’s bed, not making a sound to avoid waking him. She simply bent down to take a look at the wound on his shoulder. It looked like three ugly black centipedes crawling on his clavicle.
When Zacharias sensed someone at his bedside, he abruptly opened his eyes. He visibly flinched when his dark gaze met a pair of clear blue eyes.
“Why are you here?” Zacharias asked in at hoarse voice. How did this girl manage to get in?
“Great-uncle brought me in,” Shirley replied. There was a hint of pity in her eyes as she asked, “What exactly happened?”
“While driving, someone triggered a suicide bomb. My car was flipped over. If the bodyguards hadn’t put an explosion-proof suit on me, I might not have made it.” Zacharias calmly recounted his experience, but his eyes revealed deep pain and anger.
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