The temperature in the ward was gloomy Gerald glared at his men in front of him and Sandra and Becky if Gerald was going to kill them on that spot because his glare was less intense.
"So you mean that sicko came here? Right under our nose and he gets scot-free?" Gerald yelled throwing the drip stand beside him towards the men that was standing in front of him.
The drip connected to his body got disconnected immediately after his outrageous act but Gerald wasn't a bit affected.
Sandra and Becky looked at Gerald's hand which was bleeding a little and they both got stunned seeing how a wounded man could be so full of energy. "Don't you think that he is so full of energy for someone that just undergone surgery?" Sandra asked sighing and looking at Gerald that was heaving in anger at his men for their incompetence.
