Winner Takes All novel Chapter 315

The night wind was cold.

Brent was lying on the front passenger seat, almost dying. He bled a lot, which made him very weak now.

Brent was sometimes conscious and sometimes dizzy.

He wanted to dissuade Jack from going to the hospital. There were many people in public. If Jack took him to the hospital, it might put Jack in danger.

But he didn’t say, because he knew it was useless to do that.

If Jack could really accept his advice, Jack would not have come back to save him just now, and would not have protected him and driven to get rid of the siege.

"I… How lucky I am…"

Facing the night wind, Brent looked pale, but he still showed a faint smile.

LJ hospital was the top hospital in the city. No matter day or night, the lights were always on in the hospital.

With the warning sound, ambulances came out or in from time to time.

"Creak!"

The broken Porsche 911 drifted to the hospital’s parking lot. After getting out of the car, Jack endured the great pain in his left arm and ran to the hospital emergency center with carrying Brent.

In the distance, a doctor saw them and quickly let someone to push the stretcher out.

After a while, Brent was taken to a casualty.

And, Jack was also sent to a casualty to deal with the gunshot wound in his left arm.

Although it was very late now, two people with such serious gunshot wounds had alarmed the whole LJ hospital.

When Jack was lying on the bed in the casualty, Director Lansing came to Jack in a hurry.

"Jack, what’s up?"

Director Lansing was very startled. Looking at the wound in Jack’s left arm, his eyes became deep.

"We had a very difficult situation, but I’ll let someone deal with it."

Jack knew what Director Lansing’s words and eyes meant and he forced a smile.

Director Lansing’s expression became softer and asked the doctor, in charge of saving Jack, about Jack’s condition.

His gunshot wound was really serious, but the bullet directly penetrated the arm, so it didn’t take much time to remove the cartridge case, which eased his injury a little bit.

After knowing that Jack’s life was not in danger, Director Lansing breathed a sigh of relief, "If something terrible happens to you, how can I explain to Steve and Amber?"

"Director Lansing, what about my friend?" Jack asked.

Hearing this, Director Lansing’s expression darkened.

The change of his expression made Jack’s heart sink down.

Director Lansing shook his head, "I’ve sent all the authoritative experts from various departments, and I’ll be there in a moment… but… We just have to trust to luck."

"We just have to trust to luck." This sentence let Jack’s heart sink down to the depths.

Brent…He did all this to save him.

Looking back at the scene, Jack felt extremely guilty and remorseful.

If it had not been for him, the tragic scene would not have happened.

Brent had been ready to die for Jack!

Seeing Director Lansing leave, Jack’s eyes twinkled. He suddenly thought of something and stopped Director Lansing.

"Director Lansing, don’t tell Amber about it. Amber has returned to her parents. I don’t want them to worry about me."

Director Lansing hesitated for two seconds and nodded, "I see."

The gunshot wound in his arm was quickly dealt with.

Jack was pushed to the VIP ward for recuperation.

The smell of disinfectant was very pungent.

The sound of the medical instruments reverberated in the ward.

Jack quietly looked at the night outside the window.

What happened tonight was a tremendous shock to him.

An assassination led to the fierce attack of the mercenary team.

The scene that should have only appeared in the film and television drama actually happened to him.

And now Brent was still in the emergency room.

Brent’s life and death depended on fate.

It made Jack extremely nervous. Although he was very tired and had been lying in bed now, he wasn’t sleepy.