CHAPTER 505: CHAPTER 505: STOP SCREAMING

Richie couldn’t stand the doctor talking about Ivana like that. He regretted speaking up right away. Why should he help Leon Keane? The later Leon goes to the Ravenswood hospital, the better. The recovery from burns is slow, and he’ll be left with ugly scars.

Then his perfect looks and physique would immediately outshine Leon Keane. In the days to come spent with Ivana, she’d definitely feel he’s much better than Leon Keane.

Richie narcissistically touched his chin, finding the pale-faced Leon Keane more pleasing to the eye the more he looked.

"Guys, stop kidding around, I’m really exhausted..."

Before the doctor could finish speaking, Derrick Stern pulled out a wad of cash from his pocket and stuffed it into the doctor’s hand, "President Keane’s health is priceless. This is for you. As long as you escort our President Keane back to Ravenswood, there will be more rewards for you later."

The doctor’s hand began shaking. This wad was several months’ salary for him!

He took a deep breath, no longer daring to underestimate Ivana. With such generosity, he hadn’t seen anyone like her in the hospital before. This was the first time. This lady and the gentleman lying on the hospital bed must either be rich or influential in Ravenswood.

A few men together lifted Leon Keane and the oxygen tank onto the helicopter.

Leon Keane groaned in pain, and Ivana’s heart ached fiercely.

"Be gentle."

"Yes, ma’am."

The doctor gently put down Leon Keane.

Derrick Stern cast a dissatisfied glance at Richie. During the whole process of lifting President Keane, he was very cautious, but Richie couldn’t care less, treating it as if he was moving goods. Who else could have hurt President Keane if not Richie?

"What are you looking at? Never seen a handsome man? If you keep staring, I’ll gouge your eyes out."

Richie’s voice was low, only close enough for Derrick Stern to hear.

Derrick Stern nearly vomited. Looking all effeminate, people who didn’t know would think you went to Thailand and came back a ladyboy! With your peacock-like looks, how can you compare to our President Keane?

President Keane is the true embodiment of unparalleled beauty, a god-like visage.

He is accustomed to seeing President Keane’s world-stunning features every day, and other men’s looks pale in comparison. This peacock has the nerve to say he hasn’t seen a handsome man?

Truly narcissistic to the point of lacking any self-awareness.

Forget it.

The helicopter belongs to the "peacock", so there’s no need to argue with him. It wouldn’t be worthwhile if the "peacock" gets angry and leaves President Keane behind.

Richie got into the pilot seat, while the doctor and Ivana stayed in the back to take care of Leon Keane. Derrick Stern willingly sat in the co-pilot seat.

"This isn’t your seat, go to the back."

Richie didn’t like Derrick Stern. Now that Derrick Stern was sitting next to him, he liked it even less.

"Come on, brother, be reasonable, will you? There’s no room in the back." Not to mention, President Keane has severe burns all over his body.

"I didn’t say to squeeze yourselves. Swap places with Ivana."

"Mrs. Keane?"

Derrick Stern sensed something was off. What is this "peacock" up to? Has he fallen for Mrs. Keane? Ivana is President Keane’s wife, and their two sons are already six years old. It’s immoral to ruin a happy family.

The words "Mrs. Keane" sounded uncomfortable in Richie’s ears.

"Can’t use your legs or your brain now? I made it so clear, do I need to repeat myself?" Richie replied rudely.

Derrick Stern’s leg was injured by a gunshot, and the bullet hadn’t been removed yet.

Because this was a county town, there was only one on-duty surgical doctor. Leon Keane was in the most critical condition, so he had to be saved first. It wouldn’t be a problem to delay the removal of the bullet from Derrick Stern’s leg.

Derrick Stern had almost forgotten the pain in his leg, but Richie’s reminder made the wound ache again.

"Mrs. Keane is President Keane’s wife. Now that President Keane is injured like this, it’s only right for her to stay by his side. My leg isn’t good enough to replace Mrs. Keane by President Keane’s side."

If it weren’t for the helicopter being "peacock’s", Derrick Stern would have called Richie an idiot by now.

Brain dead, huh? Swap with Mrs. Keane? Who do you think you are, wanting Mrs. Keane to sit by your side?

"Really? Ha..."

Richie smirked coldly but said no more. His slender fingers rested on the armrest of the pilot seat, tapping listlessly as if he had no intention of flying the helicopter.

Derrick Stern saw this and clenched his fingers in anger.

If they swapped Mrs. Keane, wouldn’t he be letting President Keane down?

"I’m staying right here. I’m not going anywhere." Ivana suddenly said, "Start the helicopter!"

She wasn’t in the mood to listen to Richie and Derrick Stern argue. At this moment, all her thoughts were on Leon Keane. His burns were so severe, and now being moved onto the helicopter, he must be in so much pain.

When Leon Keane’s body hurts, Ivana’s heart hurts.

Richie was very frustrated, something felt wrong in his heart. He turned around, wanting to say to Ivana, if that’s the case, I’m not going anywhere either. Don’t count on me flying your husband back to Ravenswood.

As he turned, he caught sight of shimmering tears flowing from Ivana’s eyes, instantly becoming irritable: "Fine, I’ll fly. Why are you crying?"

Was she crying? Why didn’t she know?

Ivana wiped her eyes, and they were indeed wet.

The helicopter took off, heading to Ravenswood.

Shortly after the doctor and Leon Keane left, police cars arrived at the hospital bringing four people, three men with gunshot wounds, and a woman with blood all over her mouth and neck. What was terrifying was her mouth had been brutally torn apart.

"Nurse, quickly call the on-duty doctor to save them."

The nurse was about to say the on-duty emergency room doctor had just left when she saw Julia Sinclair’s face and screamed in fright.

"Ah~ ghost~"

"Stop yelling, she’s a human, not a ghost."

The policeman rubbed his ears, almost deafened by the scream.

After a while, the nurse gradually accepted the fact that Julia Sinclair was human, but seeing her bloody mouth made her shiver all over: "Um, you came too late. The on-duty emergency room doctor has just left."

"Just left? Hurry and call him back! Look at how seriously injured they are. Lives are at stake."

"I can’t call him back. He’s gone to Ravenswood with a severely burned patient."

"..."

Julia Sinclair’s mouth and body were in excruciating pain, looking up at the sky in despair, her red eyes filled with tears. She was so much in pain, she had thoughts of wanting to die.

Her mouth couldn’t move, even breathing through her nose was excruciating, and there was her body. She felt warm blood slowly leaving her body.

Julia Sinclair hated, hated that bitch Ivana Monroe, hated Richie who helped Ivana. It was because of them that these three beasts defiled her.

Soon, the nurse made several calls and brought in a very young doctor.

The doctor hadn’t slept well, yawning repeatedly. After taking out bullets from the three men, they passed out completely. When it was Julia Sinclair’s turn, the anesthetic was gone.

"Brace yourself, I’ll quickly sew your mouth up."

"Mm~ no..."

Julia Sinclair looked at the hooked needle in the doctor’s hand in horror, but the doctor seemed not to notice her shaking head and proceeded to stitch through Julia Sinclair’s mouth.