"I'm so sorry…"
Rogan immediately brought the rest out and closed the door behind her.
After a long while, Carla finally collected herself as she dozed off on her bed.
Just then, Zayn looked at his hand, which was almost torn apart by Carla. Blood was dripping down as a piece of flesh almost got bitten off his hand.
He cast a glance toward Carla, who was sleeping soundly. What a heartless woman.
Nonetheless, he was relieved that she did not hurt herself.
Enduring his pain, Zayn wandered toward the door and opened the door. "Please get the medical kit."
"Your hand…"
Rogan's heart skipped a beat upon seeing Zayn's injured hand.
"Hurry and go get the medical kit, " Rogan instructed her subordinate right away.
"Yes, Madam!"
"A wound like that needs more than just applying some medicine."
At that moment, Dr. Feroma's voice sounded.
"Dr. Feroma, sorry for waking you up, " Zayn spoke guiltily. "It's just a small injury. I'll be fine. Please go back to your sleep."
"You'll need to treat the wound right now." Dr. Feroma furrowed his brows. "The thunder has stopped now, and she'll be fine. Please follow me to the clinic now."
"Her lips got torn. Please treat her wound first." Even at that moment, Zayn was still thinking about Carla.
"Don't worry." Dr. Feroma's eyes flashed with slight admiration. "Let Hapilia handle that. Please follow me."
"But…" Zayn could not let go of his worries.
"Leave it to me."
Just then, Hapilia took the medical kit and went right into the room, followed by Rogan.
Zayn had no choice but to go downstairs with Dr. Feroma.
With that, Dr. Feroma stitched the wound for Zayn.
Zayn merely frowned slightly throughout the whole process without making a sound.
"Doesn't it hurt?" Dr. Feroma cast a glance at him.
"It looks fine, " Zayn responded with a low voice. "Dr. Feroma, could you please tell me when Carla could recover fully from this?"
"If she carries on with the treatment, I guess around three more months." Dr. Feroma narrowed his eyes while applying medicine to his wound. "She must not stop the treatment halfway, or else there will be no room for maneuver."
"Then, you'll have to take good care of yourself." Zayn spat out another sentence.
"Hahaha…" Dr. Feroma let out a boisterous laugh. "Thanks for your frankness."
"Indeed." Zayn displayed an embarrassed smile. "If you didn't get into the car crash two years ago, things would have been different now…"
"It sounds like you mean I'm the key to this entire thing." Dr. Feroma cast a curious look.
"That's right." Zayn smiled bitterly. "If you didn't get into the accident, our wedding wouldn't have gotten canceled. She wouldn't be sent to T Nation and endured such difficulties. Mrs. Borah wouldn't even have died…"
Dr. Feroma's expression turned stern upon hearing those words. "Hapilia did tell me what happened back then. Carla experienced a relapse on the wedding day, and it got out of hand. Later, the Giblo family canceled the wedding and sent her and Mrs. Borah overseas. And they kept the children…"
Dr. Feroma let out a long sigh before continuing. "Everyone thought the Giblo family was merciless. But I thought they could've done it long before the marriage if they wanted to chase the mother out. There was no need to make such a big fuss out of this. But later I learned from the news that the bride was changed to another woman.
Only then did I realize their cruelty. Hence, after I woke up, I left this family with Hapilia and Sam. I didn't want anything to do with you guys as I thought it was a dangerous place here. Even when you came to find me later, I refused to return.
Only after that young man approached me again and showed me footage of Carla still alive, did I start to change my mind. Nonetheless, I started to change my view of you recently. I think you're not a heartless man after all."
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