Violet stopped at the emergency room door and saw that the words 'In Operation' were still lit up in red. She sat down on a chair and waited anxiously. Chanting to herself, she hoped Roger was safe. "God, please save Mr. Roger. Please save him…"
Meanwhile, Carol Shen, Roger's Mom, was in a hurry. She rushed to the hospital with a troubled expression on her face, her latest Dior designer bag slung on her arm. When she got news that her son had been in a car accident, she had ignored the documents piled up on her desk and bolted out of her office immediately.
Violet heard the sharp sound of high heels as they got closer and closer to her. She raised her head in the direction of the noise. When she saw Carol Shen, she respectfully stood up and waited for her to approach.
Carol Shen walked up to Violet and glared.
"How are you doing, Mrs. Carol?" Violet took the initiative to greet her. She was Roger's mother, after all.
Carol Shen breathed hard. Her response was a loud smack across Violet's cheek.
Half of Violet's face turned scarlet at once. With tears welling up in her eyes, she lowered her head and didn't say a single word.
"Why are you always pestering my son? Who on earth do you think you are? Such a shameless bitch! How dare you put my son in an accident?" Carol's words were vicious. 'This girl is so unpleasant, ' she thought. 'Attractive when it comes to looks, but her education, her taste in clothes are all so inferior. She's certainly not qualified to be my daughter-in-law!'
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Carol. I didn't mean to get him into an accident. I didn't expect that Mr. Roger would - " Before Violet could finish speaking, she saw Carol raise her hand to hit her again.
Suddenly a large hand bloc
Falling from nobility, Zen Luo became a humble slave and served as a human punchbag for his former cousins. Inadvertently, he found a way to refine himself into a weapon and a legend started because of that. With a strong belief in never surrender, he strove for revenges and pursued big dreams. Warriors from various clans contended for hegemony and the world was stirred. Relying on the body that was comparable to a powerful weapon, Zen beat his numerous enemies on his way to the immortality. Would he succeed eventually?
, there wasn't enough blood of his type in stock, so I had to," Greg replied, his eyes still fixed on Violet. That was absolutely not why he did it. He did it because he would not allow his woman to donate blood to other men. Greg refused to accept her blood flowing in another man's veins.
"Oh, Greg. Thank you so much. You saved Roger's life," Carol Shen said. She was so filled with gratitude that she grabbed one of his arms, eager to thank him.
Greg only stared at the hand on his arm, his face expressionless.
Carol Shen noticed Greg's vacant stare and realized that her behavior was out of bounds. She awkwardly retracted her hand.
"Sorry Greg, I was just so glad to hear Roger is okay," Carol Shen said, forcing a smile.
Greg still did not speak and only glanced at her briefly.
Meanwhile, the door to the emergency room flew open. Fred and a few other doctors walked out.
"Fred, how is my son?" Carol Shen hurried over to him.
Violet followed Carol. She was anxious about Roger too, believing it was her fault he had been in the accident.
Upon seeing that Violet walked over, Greg also took a few steps and sidled up to her.