One of the two men was half-lying on the other side, his body slumped against the chair, his face so white that his jet-black hair somehow looked even darker in contrast.
He looks dead.
A scream escaped from Fanny's throat as she immediately turned to the nearest car door and desperately tried to open it.
"Sit still, or I'll shoot you."
She immediately stopped struggling, pressing her lips together in fear, fearing that any sound she made would be dangerous to herself.
What the hell is going on?
Why did they put her in the car? Why don't they go inside the hospital so the doctors and nurses can treat them?
Now she noticed that they were driving away.
Looking around more closely, she noticed that the other man in the back with them was holding the wounded man in place and was pressing a bloody cloth to the side of the unresponsive man.
And there was a lot of blood coming out.
Too much blood. The cloth has become wet and turned red.
"Let go of me. Please! I didn't do anything. Why are you arresting me?" Fanny said in a trembling voice.
"Are you an ICU nurse?" The deep voice that was shouting at her before suddenly asked her.
Turning around, she saw the man in the front seat talking to her again.
"Answer me."
"Yes."
"Then help him."
Help him?
Fanny looked at the unconscious man again. He looks like he's dead.
Following the trail of blood, Fanny saw it lying on the men's hands, on the car seats, wrapped around their legs on the floor.
How should she help him? He's bleeding quite a bit.
And she has no tools, no equipment.
"You have two choices. Either heal her, or I'll kill you."
Fanny swallowed, terrified. She shivered all over, her body frozen in place. She couldn't help this man.
Yes, she is an ICU nurse. But this man looks like he has a chance in hell.
"Didn't you hear me? If he dies, you will die too."
She heard the trigger and suddenly saw it pointed directly at her, the man had taken off his mask and was staring at her, his eyes like two flames.
He's not threatening, he really looks like he's capable of doing serious damage, so she hesitates, inching closer, and starts examining the injured guy.
Checking his pulse first, she breathed a sigh of relief because he was still breathing even though it was very weak.
It is said in the book that where there is a beat, there is hope.
But what happened to him? Who were the other men with her in the car? Quickly glancing around, she saw the man driving the car looking completely unfazed, while the person who had just kidnapped her was still glaring at her as if he only had two seconds left to make her melt. blood.
Noticing the other man with her in the back seat, Fanny saw that he was the only one with a slightly worried expression.
"What happened to him?" She asked him, not daring to look at the man in the front seat who was still pointing a gun at her.
To her relief, he answered her.
"He was shot. The bullet was still there but he stopped responding a few minutes ago."
Fanny took control after that, pulling the man's hand away from the gunshot wound.
"We need to get him back to the hospital. I can remove the bullet, but he's going to lose too much blood. He needs more blood and..."
"We have everything you need. Just save his life."
And they're not kidding.
About five minutes later, they pulled into a private house that looked like a castle. It's separate from the city but somehow still close enough, gated and with security guarding it like a hawk.
They never really introduced themselves to her, their priorities understandably something more urgent that night, but Fanny already knew their names as they chatted.
The man who pulled her into the car was Carlos. Since he made all the decisions and gave instructions, she would think that he was their leader.
However, she soon understood that another person named Vengo wasn't with them.
Andy was the one in the back seat with her. He seemed less intimidating than the rest, actually talking to her and helping her with the patient when she asked him for assistance.
The driver was Charles. He seems to have adapted to their image of being quiet, unaffected, and mysterious in their group.
Although the biggest mystery for her is still the dying man - Michel.
She heard them call him Michel.
And even though she doesn't know who he is, what he did, or how all of this happened to him, she knows that he means a lot to them.
When they brought her inside the mansion, the men immediately took her to an area that looked like a small hospital.
It was a large room that looked almost like the ones she worked in every day, with all the equipment, machines, and tools she could think of.
It has an operating table, an infusion pump, a heart monitor, and a shelf with tools such as gauze, syringes, and scalpels... all fully stocked.
Carlos and Charles picked up the unconscious Michel and placed him on the operating table, saw Fanny as she rushed to work, washed her hands, and put on gloves to then hook Michel onto the heart monitor, checking his vitals. he.
That's what happened when Fanny worked.
When she takes care of patients, they will become her only attention as she will do anything in her power to help them.
And somehow, in the midst of it all, the three men understood.
Carlos, Charles, and Andy gave her the freedom to rule and even allowed her to guide them, instantly compulsive when she asked them to do or get her something.
When she asked them to adjust the table, they did.
When she instructed them to turn their backs on Michel, they helped.
And when she told them to step aside because they got in her way, they were speechless.
They watched her as she carefully removed any clothing from Michel's top half, cutting through them with medical scissors to assess the primary wound he had sustained.She went right into cleaning it, followed by carefully removing the bullet and then quickly stitching him up.Andy almost cried as he watched the heart monitor go down and the beeping almost stops, but what gave him hope was that the girl didn't stop for even a second."Ok, his blood type is A positive, where is the blood transfusion?"Carlos quickly led her to an adjoining storage room with a tall cooler in the back, stocked with all blood types and other medicines.Fanny immediately stepped forward and grabbed four bags, running back to quickly disinfect her hands, so she could pick up the blood bag on the pole, connecting it to the catheter in Michel's arm.On his other arm, she connected two more bags, one with antibiotics to fight any possible infections in his body and the other with needed fluids. which he will l
"But you did it the moment you entered this house. You're with us now. And I mean this, if you try to escape or whatever, you're going to die. So, you can also accept it now."Carlos paced the room for a bit as Fanny stood there completely speechless, scared, and devastated.Will she never see her family again? She only has a father and best friend, but to her, they are her world.And she knew they would be worried if she disappeared like that."Anyway, we're recruiting a doctor right now so you'll soon have someone with you. Maybe they can even train you. We've had a doctor before, but... he was killed." Carlos shrugged like it was nothing.Standing in front of her again, Carlos quickly scanned her body and just nodded in agreement."I'm leaving. We have some work to attend to. I'll be back to check on Michel later." He said as he walked out, quietly closing the door behind him.Standing in the room, Fanny was stunned, unable to believe what had just happened.Did she really have to
His eyes immediately searched for Fanny even as he greeted the two other men in the previous room."Boss, this is the girl I told you about." Andy quickly spoke, gesturing to her as she suddenly realized exactly who this newcomer was.Christian and Andy greeted him with so much respect, he could just be the leader she had constantly heard of.Fanny was really surprised that he just came to see Michel now. From the surrounding conversations, she understood that Michel was actually their boss's second-in-command."I can see that. Nice to meet you. What's your name?""Fanny, sir." She quickly said, bowing to him.She could see that he was smiling at her, but the gesture somehow didn't reach his eyes. Oddly enough, he doesn't really say or do much, but his presence is quite intimidating.It was as if he could command one of the other men to shoot her with a simple lift of his finger."I'm sure at least one of my men has told you this before, but now you're one of our members, Fanny. So I
Andy then gives up, sitting down on the bed as he goes into the details of who they are and what they've done - something Carlos only thinks about when he comes over to tell her he's not coming back.Andy tells her that it was Michel's father, Mr. Wallace, who convinced his best friend Mr. Simon - the father of Vengo and Charles - founded a family-run organization from the very beginning. They named their organization Black Roses.However, they are not the only family that has decided to protect themselves from others. At the same time, two other families - Davies and Wilson have established themselves in the underworld.And while they were powerful in themselves, they still couldn't compare to the strength that the Black Roses had displayed.So they agreed to work with the Black Roses.However, Michel's father knows that a simple peace treaty between the families will not prevent them from going behind their backs in the future, so he encourages stronger alliances.Alliances are hard
She looks terrible. Is she really standing in front of everyone with this appearance?Shaking her head, she entered the bathroom. The moment the warm water hit her, running down her naked body, warming the numbing sensation, she felt her tense muscles loosen.At first, her bruises itch and ache under the warm water, but after a few minutes, all she feels is warmth.Fanny took a deep breath as her body limped. Lifting her face up to the spray, she let the water pour down around her. It was a comforting feeling as she reached up, squeezed some shampoo in her palm, and began massaging it through her dirty hair.Bathing her body, she hoped that she still had enough time to get dressed. Fanny stepped out of the bathroom with wobbly legs and grabbed a towel from a nearby shelf.She quickly dried herself off and went to stand in front of the mirror. Yes, she looks much better.Her bruises don't appear so terrible. Her face was still pale but she didn't look as dangerous as before.Instead, h
Fanny didn't tell him that she still only had a rough idea of the layout of the mansion.When he was gone, however, she stood there staring at the opposite door, hesitant.Somehow, she felt strange walking into Michel's private bedroom, even though she had been with him and had taken care of him for four days straight.Pushing herself and taking a deep breath, she slowly lowered the doorknob and entered.If she thinks her room is big, this space is like a studio apartment.To one side, there's a lovely seating area with beautifully curved bookshelves that probably hold hundreds of books on either side of the currently lit fireplace, giving the room a soft glow. Another wall has a giant flat-screen TV with a shelf below it.The space also has huge French glass doors with thick silk curtains with a large balcony right behind.It's all decked out in gorgeous but expensive and rich fabrics, giving it a majestic yet laid-back vibe.When Fanny glanced to the other side of the room, she im
Taking a step forward, he saw her eyes peeking at him under her long lashes. She blinked, tears welling up as she approached, his gun still pointed at her.But as he approached, he slowly lowered the gun and glared at her menacingly. When he saw her scared, he felt his resolve drop.Fanny took a step back, making Michel immediately uncomfortable."Freeze."She flinched again making his heart beat faster in his chest.What's wrong with him?Michel couldn't explain how he felt when he looked at this girl.He wants to intimidate her, make her submit to him, and fear for her life.But when she really is, he's not happy either.Michel moved closer until their chests were almost touching causing her to just sob more in fear, hugging her body tighter and folding into hers, as if she were trying to hide from him. even in plain sight.Before Michel knew what he was doing, he brought his free hand to her face. Fanny didn't budge. Silent tears streamed down her cheeks and he touched one, stoppin
Maybe that's how she has to deal with every moment spent in his presence now.Simply think of him as her patient.And it's not like the ticking time bomb is going to be her personal grim reaper.Despite herself, Fanny quickly lists the items she needs, Carlos notes on his phone while he's halfway there.After that, Andy also rushed out, effectively leaving her alone with Michel.Pressing her lips together and swallowing to get rid of the strange feeling in her throat, Fanny approached the bed and stood in front of Michel, seeing him leaning back against the headboard, staring at her.It's just, staring at her like he's more than five seconds short of killing her.Fanny quickly averted her eyes from his penetrating gaze and focused on the task at hand, noticing that the front of his shirt was now covered in blood.Glancing around, she found the bathroom door and hurried inside to get a large towel.When she turned, she took a deep breath and reached under his shirt, trying to carefully