CHAPTER EIGHTY-THREE: Poisoned I

"Vincent... Are you okay?" Ariel shook him careful enough not to touch his wound.

The sirens had finally stopped and Ariel guessed they were probably in front of the building already.

Judging from which side the window they jumped from is, they were at the side of the building.

Ariel knew she needed to do something quick but she couldn't just leave with Vincent, the cops will definitely suspect something if they see Vincent's burnt back, and the questioning time might take long.

Ariel started rummaging through her bag, with tears blurring her eyes, how could he be so reckless? What amused her the most is he asked after her first, who in their right sense will do that when they are hurt?

Finally finding what she was looking for, Ariel used her scissors to completely cut open Vincent's shirt then started applying the medicine on his back.