He hurriedly trotted over and he noticed that Ernest was lying on the ground.
Ernest’s face was covered in blood and as white as paper. It’s too horrible to look at his face.
“Why is it so tragic?”
Stanford kicked him in the leg, “You’re still in the mood to emote! Hurry up and save him! Can’t you see that Florence is freaking out?!”
Saying that, Stanford hurriedly said to Florence, “Florence, don’t be afraid. As far as Collin is still joking, Ernest can definitely be saved.”
The corners of Collin’s mouth twitched, “…”. If Stanford knew that he was joking and Ernest couldn’t die, why did he still kick him?
Didn’t he hurt?
If he got angry, he would refuse to save Ernest!
The idea, of course, only dared to turn around in the mind for a second before it went up in seconds.
After a quick check, he opened his medical cabinet and stuffed something into Ernest’s mouth.
He said, “It’s just that he’s been shot a bit too much. His injuries are quite severe. But one week later, he will recover. Leave him to me. I promise that he will recover.”
Hearing these words, Florence was finally relieved.
The tears she was holding back rolled down in a torrent. No one knew whether it’s because of the heartache or the grievance.
She stumbled and knelt down to Ernest, her small hands trembling as she grabbed Ernest’s blood-covered hand and gripped it tightly.
She looked at him with teary eyes, her heart aching.
Choking with sobs, she said to Collin, “He’s been shot several bullets in his back where should be the worst wounded part.”
Collin, who was about to unbutton Ernest’s shirt, raised his eyebrows slightly and stopped moving for a moment.
The back?
Except being shot while he was running away, the back usually didn’t get shot, not speak of several shots.
The only possibility was that he had used himself as a meat shield in order to protect Florence.
Or otherwise, his back wouldn’t have been so badly hurt.
Thinking of this image, Collin hesitantly looked at Florence and said,
“Florence, just now we also caught a female. Considering her wearing, she should be different from these soldiers. She was like the one who commanded. Do you recognize her? Do you want to tackle her yourself?”
After a pause, he added, “If you don’t go check her, they’ll kill her with one shot.”
Apart from Florence, the only woman on the spot was Samantha.
Thinking what she had done, Florence’s teeth itched with hatred.
One shot?
That punishment was not enough for her!
“I’ll kill her myself!” Florence said through gritted teeth, her eyes being filled with hatred.
As Stanford watched the expression on Florence’s face, his brow furrowed. What had that woman done to drive the little sheep-like and meek Florence to such a state?
What a damned thing.
Collin said smoothly, “Go and kill that woman, and I will be here taking care of everything.”
Florence gripped Ernest’s hand tightly and shook her head.
“She can be killed later. I must accompany Ernest. Please treat him and don’t care about me. I won’t get in your way.”
Collin had a headache and simply withdrew his hand.
Facing Florence, he said seriously, “Florence, when I’m operating, I’m not used to people guarding next to me. Otherwise, I’ll be uncomfortable and might get the steps wrong to make some mistake…”
“I’ll leave right away!”
Florence immediately stood up and she was flustered.
She didn’t dare let Ernest face any uncertainty or danger.
Her eyes flashed and she stared straight at Collin, “Collin, you must cure Ernest. You can’t…. make mistakes.”
That nervous, skeptical look made Collin’s mind be filled with depression.
If he wasn’t trying to keep her from being frightened by the sight of the bloody scene, he would have said so at the cost of tarnishing his reputation, or his 100% faultless and superior medical skills.
“Okay, I will not make any mistake. Please go.”
If he didn’t leave, he would have felt depressed to death.
Florence looked at unconscious Ernest with heartache and reluctance, and then she turned around and walked out.
Her body tensed up stiffly, but she tried to press down the worry in her heart as much as she could.
God knew that in this situation, she only wanted to keep an eye on Ernest at all times, not daring to leave him for a second.
Stanford looked at Florence worriedly and stood up immediately. He put his broad palm on her shoulder, patted her back, and said comfortingly,
“Don’t worry. Collin has said that Ernest is fine, so he will definitely not have any more accidents.”
“I…” Florence choked with sob, “I’m heartbroken. It’s all because of me that he’s badly hurt…”
If it was not Collin, Ernest wouldn’t have stayed for so long to wait for a regular doctor to save his life when he was so severely injured.
Even if Collin had saved Ernest’s life, he was thinking how painful it would have been with all those injuries.
Stanford was a bit dumbfounded, and for a moment he didn’t know how to comfort Florence.
Ernest’s injuries were real.
The beloved person was hurt in the body. She would be a hundred times more painful in her heart.
Stanford pursed his lips, looked into one direction and said in a deep voice,
“Florence, take this time to settle your grudges. For those who deserve to be killed, you should kill them all.”
The last few words were spoken with a deathly chill in low voice.
He knew from the reaction of Florence just now that the person who had started this gunfight today was this sole woman in the presence.
How dare she hurt Florence? She simply deserved to be killed a million times over for hurting Florence.
When she looked at him, she saw that not far away in the forest, Samantha was being forced to kneel on the ground with her hands pinned down by two bodyguards.
When she saw her, her body tensed up, and the hatred in her chest swept over her.
Today, if it wasn’t for Samantha’s ambush, she and Ernest wouldn’t have ended up in this situation, and Ernest wouldn’t have been seriously injured.
If not for Samantha’s ruthlessness today, Magnolia Liliiflora, the only life-saving medicine, would not have been lost.
The rest of Ernest’s life was ruined by Samantha!
With a heart full of indignation, Florence, with red eyes, quickly walked over to Samantha and before she could say anything, Florence kicked Samantha in the stomach.
“Ah…”
Samantha screamed in pain and her body fell backwards uncontrollably. But the two bodyguards behind her forced her to kneel down again.
The double pain hit her and her face suddenly looked much painful.
Samantha glared at Florence with hatred and screamed,
“Florence, though you have a few helpers, you mustn’t act amok. I am the princess of the Raflad, the king’s most beloved daughter. If you dare to touch me, my father will definitely kill all of you!”
“None of you will walk out of the Raflad alive!”
Up to this moment, she was still screaming hideously.
Florence looked at Samantha with abhorrence, and each word seemed to come out from between her teeth.
“So what? Today, I don’t care who you are. You must die here today.”
Never before had Florence hated a person so much.
So much hatred that she gnashed her teeth, and so much hatred that she wanted to kill her with her in person.