My Revenge Life, Fatty to Sexy novel Chapter 107

When Jocelyn and Noah arrived at the hospital, the scarred Allen was sitting in an embarrassed state outside the emergency room.

He had messy hair, with blood all over his face and body. A cast was hanging from his left arm.

Seeing this scene, Jocelyn and Noah immediately walked quickly to Allen.

Because they came out in a hurry, both of them were wearing only a pair of cotton slippers with thin soles. They stepped on the tiled floor of the hospital, feeling cold.

Jocelyn didn't care much. She just sat directly next to Allen and asked in a panic, "Dad, what's wrong with your arm? Is it broken? Are you okay? Why is it all covered in blood? Are other places also injured?"

"The blood is not my own, but Sara's. When the gangster came to assassinate me, she stood in front of me without hesitation. The gangster's knife pierced directly into her heart." With that, Allen cried.

Thinking of that scene, he felt that his heart ached.

He even began to regret the cruel thing he had done to Sara before.

When their own lives were at stake, he deeply felt that Sara cared about him.

She was willing to sacrifice herself to save him.

"When she fell down, I didn't stand firm and fell down with her. It was only a slight fracture, but it didn't break." Allen said again.

Hearing this, Jocelyn felt relieved.

She always felt that this incident was so weird. It was so coincidental. Her father had just filed for divorce with Sara, and then such a thing happened.

Jocelyn had reasons to suspect that all this was the trick directed and acted by Sara.

Jocelyn knew Sara best. In order to achieve the goals, she could do anything.

Although Jocelyn had such doubts, because there was no evidence, she didn't say much. She just took a long breath and hugged Allen tightly, "Thanks God! You’re fine! What about Sara? How is she doing now?"

"She is in the rescue now. I don't know the situation, but it should be very unoptimistic. She fell into a coma on the way here." After saying that, Allen raised his right hand and rubbed his hair vigorously.

"Why did Sara go to the company to find you? Has that gangster been caught? Why did he assassinate you?" Jocelyn asked cautiously.

"Because she didn't want to divorce me, she went to the company to talk to me. When we came out, we happened to meet the gangster. After the other party stabbed her, he ran away and hasn't been caught yet. I don't know why he wanted to assassinate me." Allen said again.

Jocelyn doubted it more.

It was all just a coincidence?

It just happened that Sara went to the company, and the gangster went to assassinate at this time? It just happened that she saved Dad?

There was no majesty of the past in Allen at all. At this moment, he was just the most ordinary old man who had just experienced life and death. He was full of panic.

Perhaps it was because he was about to lose it, and the moments between him and Sara popped into his mind.

It turned out that apart from those bad memories, there were actually so many good things between them.

"Don't worry too much. Take care of yourself." Noah sat next to Allen slowly and comforted him.

Allen didn't speak. He just leaned against the back and closed his eyes.

About half an hour later.

The attending doctor came out of the emergency room.

He walked to the three of them.

Allen stood up quickly, with a worried look on his face, "How is it? Is she okay now?"

"At present, she has been rescued. She is really lucky. The knife did not hurt her heart, and the position where the knife pierced was a little off." The doctor said.

Allen immediately felt relieved.

Hearing these words, Jocelyn became more and more firm in her inner doubts.

Although such a guess seemed weird, she trusted her intuition.

"That's good! Thank you, doctor..." Allen breathed a long sigh of relief.

"She has to be observed in the emergency room for another hour, and then she can go to the ward. During this time, the wound must not get wet."

"Also, be careful with the diet. She can't eat spicy or cold food." The doctor explained seriously.

Allen nodded again and again.

Soon Sara was pushed out. Under the effect of the anesthetic, she was still in a coma. Her face was pale.

Allen immediately stepped forward and helped the nurse push Sara to the ward with one hand.

His eyes were full of pain.

Jocelyn and Noah looked at each other and quickly followed.

Just as the medical staffs put Sara on the hospital bed, Gloria hurried in and sat on the side of the bed, holding Sara's hand tightly, crying and looking at Sara, "Mom, wake up... How is it now?"

"She is fine now and is out of danger. The reason why she is falling asleep now is because of the effect of the anesthetic." The doctor said.

Hearing this, Gloria looked at Allen and asked, "Dad, how did you and my mother encounter such a thing?"

Allen was still angry with Gloria. He didn't want to talk to her at all, so he just sat directly on the chair beside the hospital bed without saying a word.

"Dad, what happened..." Gloria asked again.

Allen still ignored her.

So, Gloria had to give up. She sighed deeply, and said, "Dad, how is your arm? Does it hurt?"

Allen completely regarded her as transparent and said nothing.

It made Gloria feel extremely embarrassed as so many medical staffs watched them.

In order to avoid more embarrassment, she had to keep silent.

Jocelyn stood indifferently beside Allen throughout the whole process, watching this, without interrupting, as quiet as an outsider.

Noah did the same.

Because of the presence of Allen and this occasion was quite special, even if Gloria disliked Jocelyn, she still endured it.

"Jocelyn, go to the police station with Noah and see how the investigation is going. I'll just stay here to take care of Sara." Allen said.

"You'd better go and rest on the couch for a while. Anyway, Gloria is here." Jocelyn said.

"I see. You guys go quickly, and remember to post a piece of news on the Internet to prove that I'm fine, otherwise the stock price will fall." Allen said.

"I know. Take care of yourself." Jocelyn said.

Jocelyn had already thought about it. She even took some photos during the period of Sara's emergency treatment.

Allen nodded slightly.

Then Jocelyn took Noah out of the ward quickly.

Back into the red Maserati, Noah rolled down the car window a little, lit a cigarette, took a slow puff, and then slowly spit it out, "What do you think about this matter?"