When Eliza hurriedly arrived outside the ward with the three kids, Beau had already been pushed into the emergency room.
Sitting on a bench in the corridor, Eliza looked at the words "being rescued", and a trace of sadness passed through her heart.
It was all her fault...
If it weren't for the fact she had run out alone in the rain without thinking much...
Was there any need for Beau to suffer so much now?
The three of them waited for a long time outside the emergency room.
Finally, Beau's attending doctor walked out of the emergency room.
He took a deep look at Eliza. "Mr. Valentine is fine."
"The reason why he's unconscious is that, on one hand, his wound is infected, on the other hand..."
The doctor's eyes darkened. "You may not know that Mr. Valentine has been under protection since he was young."
"He can't afford to lose a lot of blood because he has a special genes in him."