Chapter 11

One look from Kirk was enough to make the bodyguard tremble.

“Second floor. Number 208.”

After getting the information he needed, Kirk crushed the walkie–talkie under his heel and turned around to go upstairs. The bodyguards stared at each other after seeing the crushed walkie–talkie on the ground, none of them daring to move a finger. Even after Kirk had gone into the elevator, nobody dared to fish out their walkie–talkies to call for backup.

The elevator arrived at the second floor in a flash. Kirk immediately spotted the red light outside the operation theater numbered 208. The piercing red gleam was like a knife slashing through Kirk’s heart. He clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white.

and slammed his fist into it with a bang. The sturdy wooden door burst open, and everyone in the operation theater jumped in fright, staring at the entrance. They spotted Kirk at once, his eyes bloodshot, looking out of control. Other people didn’t know who he was, but they still trembled

Kirk was always calm no matter what happened. What had happened today that could make him lose his self–control to this extent? Kirk pushed Sean

to

behind him and said, “Kirk, this is an

between Kirk and Caroline, and it

budge, and Sean was very anxious. “Hurry up and get out. If we

He trusted

for his faith. Kirk’s Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat, and he slowly walked

busying themselves again. Outside, Kirk stood motionlessly by the door, not daring to leave for even a moment. His mind was filled with the image of Caroline lying on the bed like a torn ragdoll.

for him to breathe. A few minutes felt like ages to him, then the red light

the door anxiously, bumping into a nurse who was coincidentally walking out. “What’s happening?” he asked. The nurse was panting as she answered, “The patient is bleeding excessively. Dr. Yates asked us to contact

a surgical gown. You’ll only

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