Nella took a long look at Carla and then at Benard.
Benard did not say a word but lowered his head.
Nella understood his body language. They did not want unnecessary company.
"Then I'll get going first. See y'all."
Nella nodded at Carla courteously and left.
Benard sent a few subordinates to stand guard outside and the emergency room became less crowded.
"Can I go in and see him?" Carla asked Naya softly.
"Sure." Naya brought her to get a change and went into the room with Carla.
Zayn was sleeping on the bed with an infusion needle attached to the back of his hand. He was on a ventilator and there was monitoring equipment beside his bed.
His wound was already dressed neatly with layers of bandages around his head, but there was still a hint of blood smell wafting in the air.
Carla was brought to tears looking at him in such a state.
She did not dare to move closer. She was afraid she would disturb his rest, but at the same time, she wanted him to see her when he woke up.
"Mr. Giblo kept calling out for you when he came in. You should just stay here tonight, " Naya told her.
"I will." Carla walked over to the bed slowly without taking her eyes off Zayn.
"I'll step outside first. I need to talk to Benard."
Naya and her assistant left as Freda came in to accompany Carla.
When Benard saw Naya coming out of the room, he dashed over and asked, "How's everything?"
Naya looked back at Carla from the corner of her eyes and closed the door. The two stepped aside and discussed softly. "We don't see anything peculiar as of now, but it's difficult to say what this injury will do to his body with the poison in his system. I can't tell for sure what will happen, so we can only keep monitoring his condition."
"Gosh. Things are already serious enough as it is and now he's got another injury to deal with. He doesn't even care about himself, " Benard said with a sigh.
"I heard he got injured because he saved Ms. Lierger?"
"Yes." Benard moved on to fill Naya in on what happened.
Naya looked at Benard in resignation after learning the whole happening. "She's the only person he cares for."
"But he's already sick! He should think of himself too. You have no idea how worried I am."
"There is nothing we can do, isn't it. The only solution is to find Derelo. I've been asking around among my colleagues as well. Dr. Solova will be here in a few days. I'll ask her to look into this."
"Thanks."
"I'll go request for a room for Mr. Giblo first. See you around."
"Sure. See you."
Naya transferred Zayn to an isolated room so Carla and he can be alone.
Freda got Carla some clothes from home and Carla showered and changed into some casual outfit. She made herself comfortable on the chair and waited for Zayn to wake up.
She switched off the lights, leaving behind a dim yellow light just so she could keep an eye on Zayn.
He was deep in sleep and his breathing was barely audible. The beeping sound from the electrocardiograph was the only sign that assured her that he was still alive.
Other than that, the whole room was in dead silence. Carla watched him as she thought of how he risked his own life just to save her.
She held his cold hand and brought it close to her face, hoping she could bring him some warmth.
Tears rolled down her cheeks and fell on his hand, but the senseless patient was still asleep.
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