“A few more minutes, please. Dr. Jordan will being out soon.”


    “Okay, then.”


    Fifteen minutes Later, the doctor came out of the room. He removed his mask, looking exhausted.


    “The bullets have been removed and we’ve managed to stop the bleeding. But I think it would be best if


    you took


    Carlos to hospital. After all, there is no proper medical apparatus in the vi,” he stated.


    “I see. Thank you, doctor,” Debbie nodded.


    Dr. Jordan didn’t know exactly who this girl was, but since Carlos had kept her around especially when


    he was wounded, he assumed that she must be someone special to Carlos. Thinking of that, the doctor


    replied respectfully, “Don’t mention it. Emmett and Tristan will be here in a minute. Please don’t hesitate


    to call me if I’m needed.”


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    “Okay, thanks. Please Let me walk you out.”


    “I’LL show myself out. You can go see Carlos now.”


    “ALL right. Thanks, doctor.”


    Emmett and Tristan arrived at the vi very soon. When Debbie saw them, she was shocked to notice


    that Tristan himself was limping. It looked Like his left leg was wounded as well. Debbie was


    concerned, but


    Tristan told her not to worry; the wound had already been attended to in the hospital. It was nothing.


    He also told her that it happened after he and Carlos had gotten off the ne. They left the airport and


    went to rescue Megan. Both he and


    Carlos were wounded. The fear that ensued had triggered Megan’s asthma and she was being taken


    care of in the hospital right now.


    With Emmett’s and Tristan’s help, Debbie moved Carlos from her bedroom to his. Her bedclothes were


    changed and for safety and hygienic purposes, the old blood-stained ones were destroyed.


    It wasn’t until the next morning that Carlos finally woke up.


    He opened his eyes and the first thing that fell into his eyes was


    Debbie sleeping beside him. She had barely slept the night before.


    Looking at her haggard face, Carlos put his good arm around her shoulders and kissed her forehead.


    When Debbie woke up, Carlos was sitting on the bed perusing some files.


    She sat up still muddled in her sleep and remarked sleepily, “Oh, hey.


    You’re back.”


    As soon as she finished the sentence, she sensed that something was wrong with it. Then she


    remembered Carlosing back the day before.


    The bandage on his right arm reminded her that the wound wasn’t a dream.


    “Did you sleep well? Are you hungry?” He put the files aside and looked at her with tender eyes. She


    seemed totally awake now.