Ramses looked at Helle in his arms, who was in a cold sweat with a frown, and he couldn't help feeling distressed.
He took Helle to the hospital and carried her to bed after some treatment.
"Helle, are you okay?"
Helle's mind was completely occupied with Romeo. The dagger was sharp, and the blade was blackened and was probably poisoned.
Romeo had been stabbed and was likely to be dying.
"Take me to Romeo, hurry up."
"You are so weak now. Don't think about Romeo anymore."
Ramses didn't understand why Helle asked to go to Romeo right after she became conscious. Was it because Romeo went to save her and got stabbed for her?
Helle's tone was a little anxious, "Romeo is in danger. Take me to the hospital quickly."
"I have already found the best doctor to treat him. Don't worry, he will be fine. Now your task is to take a good rest and get better. Don't worry about anything."