He would have kicked the person out if it was someone else.
But it was…
Collin’s eyes were wide opened. “What did you say? What’s wrong with Flory?”
He rushed towards Ernest, lifted the jacket and saw Florence with no sign of life at all.
She looked close to a corpse.
Collin took a deep breath, he didn’t have time to asked questions and said, “Bring her over!”
He turned and walked towards an inconspicuous door.
Similar to one in the village at N City, the setting looked ordinary but inside was a different world.
There were a series of machines and also self-invented machines that could not be found anywhere else in the world. The facilities here were much better than any of the hospital in the entire world.
Ernest could only trust Collin under such circumstances.
Florence’s condition was critical, it even shocked Collin, he was nervous but was able to calm down quickly and begin to save her.
There were a few machines wired on Florence’s body, Collin was busy as a bee.
Despite having some medical knowledge, Ernest learned it to take care of Florence should she accidentally cut or wounded herself, so he couldn’t understand the method that Collin applied to Florence.
He didn’t even know what really happened or what was the problem.
He was as nervous as a kitten in a room full of rocking chairs. His body was stiffed and he stared at Florence without a blink.
There were water dropping from his bathrobe, a pile of water was formed around where he stood within seconds.
Time passed.
Collin was engrossed in concentration, while for Ernest, seconds felt like hours, time had never passed slower than now.
Finally, Collin stopped.
Ernest asked hurriedly, “How?”
Collin wiped off the sweat on his forehead and let out a sigh. “If you were late for a minute, we could’ve lost her.”
Ernest had finally relaxed a little.
He took a few steps backwards and his tall body almost collapsed onto the ground.
He was always strong and independent, he had even experienced death, but it was nothing compared to this, the fear was inexpressible.
It took him some time to calm down and walked towards Florence.
He asked, “When will she be awake?”
“Her body was damaged, she will be really weak when she wakes up, earliest is tomorrow morning, the latest would be two or three days later,” Collin replied.
He didn’t expect that this sort of incident would happen at Florence’s home.
His eyes became darker.
He continued, “You are all soaked, don’t fall sick before Flory wakes up. I have some clothes over there, you can get change.”
Collin’s tone towards Ernest had softened, if it wasn’t for Ernest, Florence could have died.
And he could see that Ernest really care about Florence.
Guess Florence fell for the right person this time.
Ernest sat beside Florence’s bed, his sights had never once left Florence and replied. “It’s alright, give me a towel.”
Collin stunned, was he ordering him around?
Hey, he was a doctor, not a servant! Furthermore, he had just finished a complicated surgery, there wasn’t even a thank you but was ordered to run an errand…
His good impression towards Ernest vanished in a second.
He walked to another room unwillingly, took out a new and sanitized towel and hand it over to Ernest.
Ernest took over the towel but he didn’t use it on himself, instead, he was drying Florence’s half-wet hair lightly.
He put her hair on his palm and wiped at them slowly and gently.
Collin was astonished by what he saw, even though Florence was the sick patient, but didn’t he supposed to dry his wet body first?
This man…
Made Collin speechless.
Collin clenched his teeth and sighed, he pulled out another towel.
He didn’t hand it over to Ernest but put it directly on his shoulders this time.
Ernest stunned, but his hands didn’t stop drying Florence’s hair, he said softly, “Thank you.”
Whether it was to thank him for the towel or saving Florence, it was unclear.
While drying Florence’s hair, Ernest thought of something and asked with a deep voice. “What happened to her?”
He sounded fierce!
Collin’s face stiffened and his sights turned dark, “She…”
“What happened? What happened to Florence?!”
Victoria’s voice was heard from outside and was seen rushing into the room the next second.
Alexander and Stanford followed anxiously behind.
Collin was surprised. He had just saved Florence, he didn’t even have time to contact them, but they were already here?
He understood when he saw Stanford who was in his suit.
He reckoned that Stanford had been surveilling Clarence and Florence and he would be notified immediately should something happened.
And it seemed like he was still up, so he knew that Ernest sent Florence over in the rain.
“Mrs Fraser, please rest assured, Florence is fine now.” Collin tried his best to calm them.
Florence’s condition was stable now so there was no need to say anything that might terrify them.
Victoria showed a sign of relief after hearing his words. She immediately walked near the bed, looking at Florence’s pale face worriedly.
Her heart was in pieces seeing her daughter in that condition.
She glanced at Clarence sitting at the side. He was all soaked, he looked terrible, and so it was obvious how urgent the whole situation was.
Her sharp eyes turned to Collin, “Why would Flory fell sick out of a sudden?”
Looking at everyone’s face expecting an answer, Collin hesitated.
He thought for a while and said, “It wasn’t serious, I guess she had eaten too much crayfish during dinner and caused an allergic reaction.”
“It was only allergy?” Ernest asked in doubt.
In order to play the role of Clarence perfectly, he researched about allergy reactions and symptoms, there were different kinds of allergy reactions but none was like what happened to Florence that almost took her life.
Collin didn’t tell the truth, he was hiding something.
But, why?