Benard ended the call hastily and went over to greet Thompson.
"What is all this? Why didn't you tell me about what's going on?" Thompson glared at Benard.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Thompson." Benard lowered his head guiltily. "Everything happened too quickly. Mr. Giblo's condition is stable now, so we didn't call you."
"What do you mean by ‘stable', huh? What's the situation now?'
"He lost too much blood and he fainted. He already woke up in the morning. He's just asleep now."
"Let me see him, " Thompson said. His men pushed him toward the ward.
"Um, now might not be a good time, Mr. Thompson, " Benard said slowly.
"Why can't I go in?" Thompson frowned.
Benard looked around and bent down to whisper in his ear. "Ms. Lierger is inside."
Thompson was taken aback when he heard that. He asked his subordinate to push him closer and he opened the door slightly.
When he saw the couple resting through the small crack, his expression became serious and he closed the door after that. He looked at the door for a bit and left quietly.
"What happened exactly? How did he get injured?" Thompson finally spoke when Benard was sending him off.
"Well…"
"I can see through all your lies, so you'd better tell me the truth, " Thompson warned, "I'll get to the bottom of this if you keep it from me."
Benard knew there was no getting away, so he gave an honest account of everything.
"Again?" Thompson was indignant. "These two are just not meant to be."
"I've already sent some men to look into this. Don't worry. You can't blame Ms. Lierger for this too. Mr. Giblo protected her because he wanted to. What matters most is now things are back to normal between the two of them, " Benard said carefully.
"It's still too early to say if this is a good thing, " Thompson said with a sigh, "You take good care of him. Let me know if something happens."
"Sure thing, Mr. Thompson."
When Benard got back in, Naya was already there with a few other doctors. "How's Mr. Giblo?"
"He woke up already. He seems okay so far."
"Why didn't you call me?" Naya ran over to the ward.
"Hey, wait…"
Before Benard could say anything, Naya had already opened the door. She was stunned when she saw Carla and Zayn on the bed together. She immediately stepped outside and closed the door behind her. "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I was about to tell you, but you went in already…"
"Benard!" It seemed like Zayn was awakened by the commotion outside.
"Yes, " Benard replied instantly, going into the room.
"I don't want anyone to disturb us for the next half an hour."
"Understood."
Benard gestured at all the men to retreat.
Back in the room, Carla was awakened too. She rubbed her eyes as she got up, avoiding the wounds on Zayn's body.
"You're not going anywhere." Zayn stopped her and pulled her back into his arms.
"They are still waiting outside."
Carla felt bad. She knew Naya was here just now. Zayn needed to get his wounds checked.
"Let them wait."
Zayn turned and put his forehead on Carla's, rubbing his nose against hers.
"Zayn…" Carla saw his slender face and felt an urge to ask him about his health.
"Yes?" Zayn's lips brushed against her cheek as he spoke.
"Um…" Carla changed her mind. "I think you should really let the doctors come in."
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