Savingswoman
28. Against the Angel of Death

Dwi stared in horror at the body full of gaping wounds. Even the young woman who became his assistant resisted the nausea seeing the blood that never stopped.

“Doctor, what is this patient?”

Dwi stared at Jesika flatly. His apprentice assistant was in addition to a coward also included people who had a soul into high kepoan.

“Hmm.”

“What is this woman called Mr Farel's woman? Isn't Mr Farel married to a famous model?”

Dwi stared intently at Jesika, making Jesika speechless and pursing her lips.

“You, here as my Assistant or as a Journalist? You better not function your mouth excessively.” Dwi glared fiercely at Jesika.

His psyche receded instantly seeing that sinister gaze. Jesika quickly performed all the instructions from Dwi. Each of his hands touched the scarred body, his face frowning in horror.

“Yeah, what a shame this beautiful girl is.” Jesika mumbled softly.

Dwi ignored that very true murmur. He was also horrified to see the tear wounds everywhere. Although he was used to the blood and gaping wounds, he still felt trembling looking at the wounds on Raisya's body.

“Yeah Doc, neck seriously injured.” Jesika pointed at Raisya's neck with her left index finger. His right hand he used to smother his mouth so as not to make a noise.

The surprised face was clearly visible on Dwi's face. Looking at the long wound on that skinny neck, made his hands tremble.

Dwi quickly looked at how deep the wound was and examined whether any nerves had been severed. Jesika stared in horror at Dwi who deftly cleaned the torn wound, even the old hand without fear of opening the wide wound to see if there was any damage or sharp objects left there.

“Jesika, grab the equipment now. Install the infusion and oxygen tube immediately. The heart rate of this girl has begun to weaken.”

Still with a surprised look, Jesika ran towards the corner of the room, taking all the equipment that had been prepared since.

A rough sigh could be heard in the room. The two women of different ages were focused on their respective duties.

Sretti....

The sound of drifting infusion poles filled the room, making the atmosphere even more gripping. A serious look was already visible from the faces of the two of them.

“Jesika, you give this girl an injection.” The old eye glanced at Jesika then refocused on the wound on Raisya's neck.

Jesika swiftly took over the liquid. Nervousness rattled his heart. Usually he would inject drugs in patients who were sick, but this time he had to inject drugs in patients whose life levels did not even reach seventy percent.

If it's like this, it's better to work again to become a psychiatrist. Although most of the patients he handled had extraordinary thoughts, but he was sure he would not meet patients with a gaping neck.

“Hay, don't daydream! The life of this girl becomes peer.”

“Sorry, Doctor.”

They returned to each other. Even Jesika looks start to live the peranya. While Dwi Mulia sewed the gaping wound after sterilizing it. The situation became increasingly tense when Raisya's heartbeat suddenly stopped.

Dwi with panicked face doing first aid. Making a heart shock, provoking Risya's heart to beat again.

“Jesika, you're out. Tell Ricard we have to get this woman to a big hospital. Equipment here is not enough.”

Jesika quickly ran out, ignoring her hand that was still wearing gloves that had blood stains on it.

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Farel was silent at the horrifying sight. How can he live in peace, Raisya's desperate face always haunts him. He feels guilty.

“Tua_” said it stopped when hearing the sound of footsteps in a hurry.

Their bodies were puffed up, especially Farel. Various bad shadows began to seep into his brain.

With a messy breath Jesika spoke. “Master, the state of the girl is very concerning. We must immediately take him to a large hospital.”

The deg!

Farel quickly ran into the neighborhood inhabited by Raisya. The two humans with different Genders stared dumbfounded.

As if aware, immediately Ricard gave an answer. “you, finish your task. I will take care of the hospital.

On the other hand, Farel pushed the door violently. The look in his eyes fell there was a figure whose body twitched.

“What happened?” mumbling screeches.

Silence, there is no confirmation of that question. Dwi is focused on regulating oxygen and other equipment that is attached to Raisya's body. The gratitude he had said when Raisya's heartbeat returned, did not last long. Raisya's body twitched, rejecting the medicine that entered his body.

Fresh blood came out from the mouth of the girl lying down. It made two humans surprised to see it.

“Damn it! What are you doing. Why is my woman getting worse?” Farel shouted in wrath.

Dwi was shocked to hear the scream. The new facts about Raisya's body left him stunned, even more so with Farel's screams and accusations.

“Sorry Sir, you better shut up. I need a big focus here. If you can't control your emotions, you better get out.” Dwi spoke without seeing if his interlocutor was a cruel superior.

Jesika who had just entered the room was smitten by seeing the situation inside. The body of the girl with her mouth and chin was covered in blood, as well as Dwi and Farel who were looking at each other sharply.

Slowly, he turned his back to ask Ricard for help,

“Master, can you ask Mr. Farel to get out of that room.”

Ricard who was focused on his phone fell silent at Jesika's words. What the hell's going on?

“Master, you better not have to think much! I beg to quickly enter the room before there is a bloodbath,” Jesika said with excitement.

Hearing those words made Ricard glare. His master always makes trouble. He quickly ran into the room.

Jesika who left alone was stunned. How can he always be left out.

*****

Eve gripping clearly visible in there. The cold war between the two gender-different humans was getting stronger, plus those equally cold gazes.

“How dare You!” Farel hissed sharply and pointed right at Dwi's face.

Dwi only looked at the cold long finger. The old man remains the same, but this time, he will try to fight his old man.

Brak!

“I beg you, this time is not the time to argue.”

Ricard looked at the two humans with an annoyed look. How can they behave like that when someone is risking their life.

As if stupefied, Farel immediately lowered his hand and scooped his rough face. The coarse breath he let out, making him feel calmer.

“continue your duties.”

Dwi snorted at Farel's arrogant tone. How can the boss remain arrogant at a crucial time like this. Trying to ignore the annoyance caused by the accusation, he looked back at the pitiful Raisya.

Ricard let out a sigh of relief, the end of the useless debate was over.

“We must immediately take this woman to the hospital. It's not very possible. And if my diagnosis is correct, it will make this woman's condition even more dangerous.”

Farel stiffened at Dwi's words. What diagnosis?

Taps.. Taps... Taps...

“Ambulanc is ready.” Jesika spoke with a hunting breath.

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