The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545: Still Stuck Underground

Pika and the other two men were rendered speechless. Standing in the almost empty room, their eyes fell on the two men lying unconscious on the floor. Next to the group was Izu, narrowing his eyes at these guys.

Pika opened his mouth, only to shut it again as his gaze drifted to Izu. He winced and quickly averted his eyes toward the old granny seated on a cushion on the floor.

She wasn’t serious?! But she looked so serious earlier!

"I hope this won’t determine your friendship," she quipped with a laugh. "Be friends until the end of time. Treat this as something friendship must go through every once in a while."

The three men bit their tongues, slowly shifting their gazes to Izu. He quietly glared back at them, his eyes heavy with resentment for what they had done.

"Anyway, the two of you should take care," the Madam hummed as she pushed herself up, the money safely tucked into the pocket of her long skirt. "I’ve contacted a trusted fellow to take you safely out of Gigante. Don’t worry. I’m not charging a separate payment."

After all, the amount Izu had given her was enough to buy thirty days of every townspeople’s life here. Offering them an extra ride out safely was nothing in comparison. They had bought the town time; she would give them a bit of safety in return.

"Come out whenever you’re ready," she added, then left them alone to decide what to do with the injured men.

Once she was out of sight, the three turned to Izu apologetically.

"Izu..." Pika murmured softly. "I’m really sorry. Once we make it out of here alive, I’ll treat you somewhere nice with my next pay."

The other two nodded. "You understand us, right, man?"

Izu felt a bitter edge rise in his chest. Apologizing was easier than standing by him. Under different circumstances, he would’ve dragged this out longer, but they were still in Ravah Territory, and there were more pressing matters at hand.

"We’ll talk about that later," he said, turning to the injured men. "We need to get them back to camp. It’s good that the Madam knew how to treat injuries, but it’s not enough."

"Let me check them first," one of the men said, shrugging off his backpack as he knelt between the two bodies.

He lifted the blanket covering the first man and immediately winced at the stench. The smell was strong enough for Pika to cover his nose and step back. The others merely scrunched their faces.

"This is bad," the kneeling man muttered, glancing up at the others.

Slowly, he peeled the blanket away, revealing more of the injuries. Though the man’s torso was wrapped in bandages, the cloth had already darkened with blood. The old woman had only managed to slow the bleeding and clean the wounds. The injuries themselves were far too severe. They needed professional treatment.

He moved to the second man.

This one was worse.

Pulling the blanket aside, he exposed blackened toes. Looking up at Izu and the others, his expression turned grave.

"We have two options," he said, fixing his gaze on Izu. "Either I operate right here, right now—or we take them back to camp and risk it."

He paused, glancing back at the injured men. "If the granny did this, then her medical skills deserve praise. With wounds like these, they’d already be dead. They’re alive now, but barely."

One of the men would need an amputation. The other had lost too much blood. The granny’s care had bought them time, but not much. Either way, they could still die from their injuries... or from sepsis.

One fact remained. They were dangerously close to death.

Why would you need plastic to avoid a mess...?

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