Contracted Bride Is Trapped By Her Husband - Chapter 172
Chapter 172 If She Dies…
“Master Aren, no matter what you become, Luke will always be by your side, so please don’t fire me, okay?”
Aren, who was delighted that Jocelyn might not be dead, suddenly looked up and met Luke’s eyes in the mirror.
Aren frowned.
“What are you thinking about all day? Why do you think I’ll fire you?”
Seeing that Aren could still understand his questions and answer them, Luke heaved a sigh of relief.
Although there seemed to be something wrong with Aren’s brain, he looked fine. Apparently, Luke didn’t have to sit for the nursing exam anymore.
Luke instantly looked relieved.
Seeing the expression on Luke’s face change, Aren looked at Luke with a complicated gaze. “You should thank yourself that you are more capable than others.”
Otherwise, Aren would definitely fire someone like him who alwasy had stupid thoughts on his mind.
At times, Aren even suspected that there was something wrong with Luke’s IQ. Otherwise, why would he do strange things and put on strange expressions?
However, Luke did not seem to understand what Aren meant, because after hearing what Aren said, a relieved smile appeared on Luke’s face.
“Thank you for your praise, Master Aren. I will continue to work hard. I won’t let you down.”
Was there something wrong with Luke’s brain?
Aren was already thinking about looking for his next assistant.
“Faster. I need to get to the hospital as soon as possible.” Aren looked away.
“Alright, please fasten your seat belt.”
After Aren buckled his seatbelt, Luke brought the speed of the car to its maximum. The car, which was originally running smoothly on the road, turned into a silver lightning bolt that quickly passed through the traffic and rushed towards its destination.
After ten minutes, the car stopped in front of the hospital, and behind it, there was a line of dark marks stretching out as far as the eye could see.
Aren unbuckled his seat belt, held Jocelyn in his arms, and rushed to the hospital.
“Go and bring the doctor. I want the best doctors in this hospital,” Aren ordered.
“May I ask why?”
When Luke asked this question, he actually had an answer in his heart. Although it was probably a little absurd, his gaze still uncontrollably landed on Jocelyn.
He had a hunch that the reason Aren was looking for doctors was because he wanted to save Jocelyn.
But how could Aren save a dead person?
The doctor was just an ordinary person, not God.
“Jocelyn is not dead. She just fainted. I need a doctor to wake Jocelyn up.”
“I know you don’t want to admit that Miss Jocelyn is dead, but you should know…”
“I have my own judgment. Just have to follow my order.” Aren interrupted and looked at Luke sharply.
Aren looked like he was warning Luke that if he wasted time here, he would take out his gun and crack open Luke’s head.
Luke, who was sensitive to danger, shut his mouth in time. He didn’t believe that there would be such a miracle.
However, if Aren insisted on this, as his assistant, he had no reason to object.
While Aren was carrying Jocelyn to the ward, Luke quickly went to the hospital director’s office.
By the time Luke convinced the director to gather all the doctors in the hospital to diagnose Jocelyn, five minutes had passed.
At this moment, Aren looked extremely solemn, because he found that Jocelyn’s hands and feet were starting to turn cold.
“Come and save her. If she dies.” Aren did not speak, but Luke took out his pocket pistol and shot at the wall, leaving a hole the size of a pinky on the snow-white wall.
This was a blatant threat!
The hospital director’s face turned pale. The doctors who were gathered together by the hospital director were trembling in fear. At this moment, they were like a group of sheep that had accidentally entered a pack of wolves.
