Emma Rosy protects her lunchbox in her arms and picks up her pace.
As she crossed an intersection and saw the hospital’s main entrance, a familiar figure suddenly flashed in her eyes as she waited for the traffic light.
Marisa Miller?
Emma Rosy said the name in her mind, but couldn’t believe it.
How could Marisa Darcybe in B-town? She couldn’t have been on the same flight as Randall Harrah, could she?
Although she had doubts, her feet seemed to be out of control and she went straight after her.
She was unfamiliar with B City, and had never been to this section of the road before, and only when she walked in did she realize that there were few people. The figure in front of her had long disappeared without a trace, and she hesitated for a moment to return, but two men appeared behind her at some point.
Two men with bad looks are slowly approaching her.
“You guys…”
They men’s expressions suddenly froze just as they opened their mouths, and then they looked at each other and ran.
She was stunned for a moment, and turned her head as an afterthought, and found that two more men had appeared behind her.
Unlike before, these two men were dressed in decent black suits, wearing sunglasses, and their unsmiling appearance was clearly professionally trained.
“Miss, the master sent us to protect you, please go back to the hospital.”
At these words, Emma Rosy sighed with relief, having just been too nervous, her heart flushed with a slight throbbing pain. After being escorted back to the hospital by the bodyguards, Master Wright’s phone call came immediately afterwards.
“They’ve reported the situation, Emma, do you know who’s trying to hurt you?
“It should be an accident, I will be careful next time.”
A small child’s voice came faintly from the opposite side, she instantly red-eyed, choked up and asked, “Is it Keira?”
“… No!”
Keira clutched her phone and turned her face away angrily, bracing herself against tears: “I’m not Keira Wright, not your daughter!”
Emma Rosy wiped the tears from her cheeks and tried to smile, “Nonsense, Keira will always be mommy’s baby, you be good and wait for mommy at home, good girl.”
Emma Rosy apologized over and over again and reached for the tissues on the bedside table when she suddenly noticed Joe Wright’s eyes rolling.
Is this a sign of… waking up?
Her heart fluttered with joy and she scurried off to find a doctor.
When she returned with a group of doctors and nurses, she had just reached the door when she heard the sound of joking and laughing inside.
When she opened the door, Joe Wright was comforting Keira with the phone she had left behind, a smile on his lips, but he couldn’t hide his weakness.
Emma Rosy stood in the doorway, smiling with relief, tears falling silently.
The doctor seemed to be touched by the father-daughter bond, and did not enter to examine Joe Wright until he finished his phone call.
“At the moment, it seems to be just a superficial injury caused by all the impacts, take a few days to recuperate and then have a full body checkup, and you can be discharged without any problems.”
The doctor informed Joe Wright of his condition, sorted out the instruments and left.
Emma Rosy sent the person to the door and returned with a happy face, as if she had survived the robbery.
“You’re okay! That’s great, you’re really okay!” She couldn’t contain her excitement and rushed over to hug Joe Wright, muttering under her breath, “Randall Harrah turned out that way, and I was afraid that you were… also… Anyway, everything is fine , grandpa can also be relieved.”
“He was so badly injured that he… had his leg amputated yesterday.” Emma Rosy let go of her hand and slowly backed away, her expression full of sadness.
Joe Wright was also shocked to hear this and hurriedly asked after him, “Where is he injured? Can’t be saved by transferring him to a hospital or out of the country?”
“It’s simply too late.” Emma Rosy shook her head and repeated the doctor’s words at the time, remembering how Randall Harrah had lost half of his leg: “If I hadn’t had to find the bag, he wouldn’t have gone out and had a car accident.”
She was not going to tell anyone, including Joe Wright, about Randall Harrah’s enemies without permission, and even if they had done the accident, it was a fact that she had indirectly harmed Randall Harrah, and there was no excuse for that.
Joe Wright lifted his hand to her shoulder and held it firmly: “Life and death are destiny, this is his calamity, and the Wright family can’t escape responsibility. Don’t be afraid, no matter what happens, I’ll be with you.”
Emma Rosy sniffled, lowered her head and sobbed: “Thank you, brother…”
Meanwhile, Randall Harrah’s hospital room was in chaos.
The patient, who had just had an amputation, had disappeared into thin air. The doctors and nurses on duty searched the entire ward, each sweating profusely, and then contacted the hospital leadership to launch a hospital-wide search, but unfortunately still to no avail.
The director of the inpatient unit had no choice but to come and inform Emma Rosy personally.
“… things are like this.” The director spread his hands, with a face of urgency and shame, and of course, the fear of getting into trouble with the lawsuit.
Emma Rosy was peeling an apple for Joe Wright, heard the words instantly exploded, fruit knife slammed on the table, stood up and sternly rebuked: “Missing? It’s obvious that you are negligent! The nurse is provided by your hospital, and during working hours, why is he not with the patient?
The director bowed repeatedly and apologized: “Yes, we are indeed responsible for this matter, but the first priority is to find the patient first. don’t worry, Miss Richard, the hospital will do its best to cooperate.”
“Calm down, find Randall Harrah first, and we’ll talk about the rest later.”
Joe Wright looked at her quietly, and his simple words seemed to have a calming effect.
She pursed her lips, her tense body finally relaxed a little: “But where to find…”
“Have you checked the surveillance?” Joe Wright turned his eyes and looked coldly at the director.