At the hospital, Emma was taken into the emergency room. Nurses quickly bandaged the wound on her hand and examined her injured leg. Ricard sat in the waiting room, his eyes staring blankly ahead, deep in thought about the strange situation. He knew Emma was trying to get closer to him, but he didn't want to get entangled in her games.
About an hour later, the doctor came out. "Are you Miss Emma's family?" the doctor asked.
"Yes," Ricard responded briefly.
"She has only a minor hand injury and a slight sprain in her leg. Nothing serious, but she needs rest and should avoid any strenuous activities."
"Thank you, Doctor," Ricard nodded.
He walked into the hospital room and saw Emma lying on the bed, her face pale but still retaining her beauty. She turned to look at him, a faint smile on her lips. "You waited for me?"
"I needed to make sure you were alright," Ricard replied, his tone polite but distant.