The sound of bullets fired by the man in the black shirt doesn't know who's famous for the shots.
"You. Don't you think what you're doing can kill a life," said Sam angrily.
Sam had no idea who the bullet that had left the man's gun hit. All he could think about was the lives of the innocent workers and Jasmine.
The man chuckled. He didn't care who would receive the bullet from his gun. He wanted revenge on the person who had put Noah in prison.
He wasn't the least bit afraid that later he would suffer the same fate as Noah. In his heart, there was only the desire to kill anyone who had annoyed him.
"You absolutely don't deserve a chance!" said Jasmine.
"Just think about your life! Look at how much blood is coming out of your body!" said the man with satisfaction.
Hearing the man's words made Sam turn his attention to Jasmine. He saw that Jasmine's arm was already bleeding.
"Miss…," Sam shouted and walked over to her.
"I'm fine, quickly call the police! Don't let him mess up again!" Jasmine said while holding the arm was that hit by the gunshot.
"Police? Hahaha don't expect you to get away from me!" shouted the man in the black shirt.
Without much thought, Sam turned around and ran very fast. He threw a kick so that the firearm in the man's hand flew very far away from him.
"You rotten man! I shouldn't have given you the chance to fight!" said Sam as he continued to beat him.
He didn't care about the man's life for shooting the lady. Sam couldn't say anything if later the master asked about Jasmine's condition.
"Stop it, Sam! Don't get your hands dirty with his dirty blood!" Jasmine shouted to stop Sam.
Sam stopped his punch, and some people started to approach and hold the man. He walked over to Jasmine and asked for her phone back.
He called the police to arrest all the ruffians who had messed up and injured the lady. Not long after the police arrived, they immediately stopped the intruders.
Meanwhile, Sam went straight to the hospital with Jasmine. He didn't say much on the way to the hospital but had a worried look on his face.
How not to worry, he imagined what if the master found out that he had not protected the lady.
"There's no need to be so anxious," Jasmine said in a low voice.
"How do I explain all this to your dad?" replied Sam.
"There is no need to say anything to my father. Let me explain when I'm home," replied Jasmine with the remaining strength she had because now her body was starting to feel weak.
The car stopped right in front of a hospital. Sam quickly opened the car door and let Jasmine out.
A nurse immediately approached after seeing Jasmine, whose arm was bleeding. She also brought Jasmine to the treatment room.
The doctor swiftly began to examine Jasmine's wound and took out the bullet still lodged in her arm.
Meanwhile, Sam waited outside the room, worried about explaining all this. He didn't want to disappoint his master with his performance.
Because for him, the master is a highly respected person. Sam feels indebted because he has helped a lot to get through all the difficult times in his life. Even if he had to sacrifice his life, it wasn't enough.
The doctor had finished treating Jasmine and took her to the inpatient room. For a few days, Jasmine had to stay in the hospital.
"Miss, forgive me for being negligent in protecting you," said Sam.
"I ask you, are you my personal bodyguard?" Jasmine asked in a probing tone.
"No. However, I am responsible for all your needs here as well as your safety," replied Sam.
"Stop your guilt, now all I ask is take care of all the mess that has happened. Bring me the things I need while I'm in the hospital," said Jasmine.
Sam nodded, and then he said goodbye. He would do as Jasmine had ordered.
Jasmine sat quietly on the bed; she didn't know what to do in this room for a few days. For her, it would be not very interesting.
Music came from a cell phone, and she knew it very well. Jasmine got out of bed, trying to find the direction of the music from a cellphone.
She opened the bedroom door and looked again where the voice was coming. However, she no longer heard the sound of the music.
"What do you think Jasmine? None of that is possible," She mumbled and then she closed the door to her infirmary again and walked to the window to take a look outside.
Jasmine thought back to Caesar, and she missed him. Deep in her heart was Caesar's love so great. Perhaps she could not forget the man.
***
Time is running while still at the hospital. Jasmine is always doing her job. Sam helped her, and sometimes doctors forbade her to work and told her to rest.
However, Jasmine was stubborn and made the doctor shake his head because he couldn't get her to work while he was recuperating in the hospital.
Three days passed quickly, and the doctor examined the wound on Jasmine's arm. Jasmine's wound had healed, and the doctor allowed her to go home.
Sam took care of all the administration while Jasmine tidied up all her belongings. Her heart was happy because she was about to get out of the hospital.
Her cell phone wrote Diana's name on it. Jasmine slowly picked up the phone, and she still heard Diana's chatty voice.
Diana said what about her request to see someone's condition. Jasmine forgot about it. She also apologized to her best friend and would do everything quickly.
After explaining all that, Jasmine hung up the phone. She began to open the message sent by Diana.
"There are two names? Did he tell me to become a detective?!" After reading all the messages Diana had sent a few days ago, Jasmine muttered.
The names of the two people were not foreign to her. What did Diana have to do with the two people? Why would Diana want to hear from them? That confused Jasmine. She was about to ask that, but her plans changed after seeing Sam enter the room.
"Everything's been taken care of, we can go now," said Sam.
"Okay. Just take me to the apartment," answered Jasmine.
"What's that got to do with them anyway?" Jasmine muttered as she walked out of the hospital.