Klara pushed the door open and looked at Stanley, expecting him to get out of the car with her and go upstairs, but saw that Stanley had no intention of getting out.
Stanley opened his mouth lightly, “I’m not going up there, you can go by yourself.”
Klara thought it was strange, “So what are you doing all the way over here?”
Stanley finally looked up at Klara and slowly spoke, “I’m here to supervise you.”
Klara was stunned, “You’re here to supervise me? Supervise me for what?”
Stanley sneered, “Supervise you, don’t spend too much time alone with Sikh.” He elegantly lifted his arm, the cuff of his handmade shirt sliding up slightly with the movement, revealing his nice delicate wrist and the limited edition expensive watch on it.
He glanced down at his watch and opened his mouth coldly, “It’s 8:30, you have ten minutes, you have to be in front of me by 8:40.”
Klara froze.
What does this man mean?
She visits patients and has set hours?
While Klara was frozen, Stanley was “kind” enough to remind her, “Half a minute has passed.”
Klara: “…”
She was speechless, what this man was thinking she was really unable to guess.
But she also came to the hospital just to confirm Sikh’s condition before telling him that Sevag was behind it.
Ten minutes, that’s probably enough!
“Wait for me for ten minutes, then!” She casually closed the car door and walked towards the hospital building.
Ross Hospital is one of the most famous and popular private hospitals in City A. The entire hospital building is neatly decorated.
Klara took the elevator up to the top floor and arrived in front of Sikh’s VIP room.
She knocked gently on the door and then pushed her way in. At first glance, she saw Sikh on the hospital bed, sitting on the bed and looking at his cell phone, which was Sevag’s self-explanatory speech on the final stage today. The hand that was not holding the phone was in a thick cast.
Klara’s sudden appearance startled Sikh, who almost fell off the bed and crushed his injured arm, causing him to let out a “hiss” of pain.
Klara saw this and rushed to Sikh’s side and helped him up, “How are you, you didn’t hurt yourself again, did you?”
Klara’s proximity however caused Sikh’s entire body to stiffen and then his face turned slightly red, “Why are you here?”
“I took a leave of absence and came to see how you were doing.”
Unlike Sikh’s nervousness, Klara was polite and generous, going straight over and pulling up a chair to sit down.
Sikh’s phone was still playing the video of Sevag’s “self-explosion” on stage that day, and Klara didn’t make a sound, waiting for him to finish watching it.
Klara gave him a quiet look before she spoke up and asked.
“You should have guessed all about Wea, it’s Sevag’s handiwork.”
Hearing Klara mention this, Sikh also frowned, then nodded.
“I really didn’t expect her to do that, she doesn’t have any big conflicts with you, ah, and you are still the same sister and senior brother relationship, how could she be so cruel to do something like that!”
Having said that, Sikh still looked puzzled.
Because he really can’t understand that it is obviously a more intimate relationship, but instead it is the most poisonous hand that has been laid.
Klara listened but silently replied back to him in her mind.
“Just because we are the same disciple, but not siblings, but sisters, ah, if not out of strong jealousy of women, it should not be so hard to lay such a cruel hand, right?”
She would never say that to Sikh, so she shook her head and spoke coldly.
“Sevag is completely self-inflicted today, and it’s considered that God has a reward for good and evil.”
Hearing Argun’s “God has eyes, good and evil will be rewarded”, Sikh’s eyes flickered slightly.
He always felt that the incident was too coincidental and made it seem elaborate.
He seemed to hesitate for a long time, but finally spoke softly and asked Argun.
“Did you have anything to do with Sevag blowing himself up on stage?”
“Why do you ask that?”
Klara felt very surprised.
Sikh laughed softly, scratched his hair, and spoke somewhat shyly.
“I don’t know, I just think it’s too much of a coincidence, I guess, that Sevag just hurt you and then something like that happened, it’s like God couldn’t look away and came to your aid.”
Klara laughed silently in her heart.
The world is not so many coincidences, it was originally her revenge plan.
Things are in the air, and if you don’t want to be stepped on for the rest of your life, then you need to fight back forcefully.
However, she should never tell these facts to Sikh either.
Those things would have been difficult to believe, even if he believed, once the truth is told, the truth pill thing is also difficult to explain clearly.
What’s more, although Sikh is the son of a large family, but he is actually very simple, but also no harm, that time he took a mineral water bottle and threw Hugh, in fact, she later heard about it.
This is a straightforward and kind person, nothing fancy, that’s why it seems rare, and how can she let such a pure person involved in this kind of thing.
What’s more, Klara doesn’t want her skills to be known by others, which would cause her a lot of unnecessary trouble.
So she had to make a perfunctory remark.
“Then maybe God favors good people, too. And I’ve always had good luck, too.”
Sikh felt that Klara didn’t seem to want to answer her question seriously and couldn’t help but frown at her.
Not wanting to dwell too much on this issue with Sikh, Klara continued to speak up and asked.
“When I fell off the weave, why did you rush over to save me despite the danger?”
Klara is really curious about this issue.
She thought for a long time without an answer that made sense to her and had to ask Sikh.
She had always felt that Sikh hated her, and even though their relationship had improved a while ago and they were no longer so competitive, it wasn’t so good that Sikh gave up his life to save her, right? She really couldn’t figure out why Sikh would do that.
Today when she fell from the prestige, without Sikh, she would probably have been badly injured.
Sikh probably didn’t expect Klara to ask him this suddenly, for a moment, he didn’t know how to answer, and after freezing for a while, his whole face started to turn red.
He simply did not know how to answer Klara’s question.
He couldn’t open his mouth to Klara and tell him that he hadn’t even had time to think before he rushed forward, recklessly, just because he didn’t want him to get hurt and didn’t even think about his own safety.