Chapter Seven
Claura Wood, agitated, pointed at Sofia Hamilton and cried out, "She's a murderer, a wicked woman!"
With that, she ran out sobbing.
The doctors were all stunned by the scene.
Was this a love triangle playing out right before their eyes?
Sofia Hamilton noticed that Ryan Gregory's arm was bleeding again.
His white shirt stained with blood, it clutched at one's heart.
The mix of red and white, so glaringly painful and poignant.
"Your hand."
She quickly pulled him, urging him to sit down again, anxiously saying to the doctor, "Doctor, please treat his wound quickly."
The doctor sighed, "The wound has split open again, it needs to be stitched up once more."
Saying so, the doctor started stitching again.
Blood kept flowing, staining ball after ball of cotton red, a shocking sight.
And the thick scent of blood filled every corner.
Sofia Hamilton couldn't help at all and could only watch helplessly.
His arm, sliced open with a large gash.
