Chapter 310
A speedboat came rushing towards the hull quickly..
A gleam of triumph flashed in Fabio’s eyes. His backup had arrived. Taking advantage of Ophelia’s unsteady position, he quickly got free. Pulling a gun from his waist, he turned and fired at Ophelia.
Ophelia’s body fell heavily backward, and the moment she hit the ground, she felt as if a hammer had smashed into her chest, her organs and bones knocked out of place.
The pain made her gasp for air, but before she could react, Fabio aimed his gun at her again. She quickly felt the beneath her, raised it, and fired at Fabio’s arm holding the gun.
gun
Two gunshots rang out at the same time, and Ophelia’s pupils contracted rapidly. Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her.
“Ah!” Fabio’s arm was hit, and the gun slipped from his hand, falling to the ground.
At the same time, a swarm of armed SWAT teams arrived. Helicopters buzzed above, circling over them.
Yet in Ophelia’s world, all sound seemed to disappear. She struggled to her feet and rushed forward, seeing that Kenneth had been shot in the waist. “Kenneth-”
Ophelia called his name with a trembling voice, feeling as if her throat were filled with acid, the burning sensation spreading to her stomach.
Kenneth’s face was pale. He covered the wound with one hand while holding Ophelia and watched as the SWAT officers pinned down Fabio, who was trying to escape over the fence. “Don’t be afraid. I’m fine.”
Even in this situation, he didn’t forget to comfort her.
Ophelia, her eyes red, looked at the spot where he was shot. Blood was continuously flowing out, seeping through his slender fingers and staining his white shirt. She felt as if her throat was blocked, and large tears fell from her eyes.
“Why are you crying?” Kenneth held her face with one hand, gently wiping away her tears with his thumb. Even though he tried hard to keep his voice steady, his breathing was still a bit uneven.
“Don’t cry,” He couldn’t bear to see her cry. If this bullet had hit her, he wouldn’t have wanted to live.
The more he said that, the more Ophelia couldn’t hold back her tears. She bit her lip hard to endure, until the taste of blood filled her mouth.
The officers who arrived saw Kenneth was injured and immediately informed the medical team on shore to report the situation.
The ship slowly docked. Ophelia didn’t dare delay for a second and quickly helped Kenneth off the ship.
The guild members saw Kenneth was injured and rushed forward, saying, “Mr. Sinclair, Mrs. Sinclair.”
Even though Kenneth looked pale, he kept his back straight, exuding a commanding presence that demanded respect. Nearly all the guild members he brought were unharmed. He glanced at the spot where DarkHawkhad fallen and calmly gave orders.
“Arrange the funeral according to guild standards and bury him with Sherry. Ray will be in charge of the team here. Train anyone interested in joining the guild. If they don’t want to join, send them away.”
After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes for a moment, taking a few deep breaths. He looked at Ophelia, whose face didn’t look much better either. “Let’s head to the hospital first.”
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09:55 Mon,
Chapter 810
Medical facilities in Jenton were quite limited, so they took some time to drive over to the city’s central hospital.
Fortunately, Kenneth’s injury wasn’t life–threatening. On the way Ronin had already treated his wound with basic care, temporarily stopping the bleeding and giving him a couple of painkillers.
Also with them were the border command officers responsible for the arrest and a few special police officers.
After all, the successful capture this time was thanks to Kenneth and his team’s assistance. Without their help, even the involved police officers could have been lost. That was why the police had to provide an escort.
The hospital had already been contacted, and Ophelia stayed by his side as they entered the emergency room.
Kenneth lay on the bed, his white shirt unbuttoned, showing off his well–defined chest. On his left chest were two letter tattoos of different depths, and below them, at his waist, was a bleeding wound, messy and gruesome.
A nurse was cleaning around the wound with medical cotton.
Kenneth struggled to keep his heavy eyelids open as he glanced at the girl leaning against the wall. Even though his lips were pale and his body was covered in sweat, he still managed a smile, letting her know there was nothing to worry about.
“They’re about to start the surgery to remove the bullet. Are you sure you want to stay here?” Ronin glanced sideways at Ophelia, reminding her. He wasn’t sure whether she could handle watching it.
Ophelia clenched her hands tightly and said nothing.
Ronin turned his focus back to the surgery. Removing the bullet was quite easy. He opened the flesh and used tweezers to take it out. In a moment, blood flowed from the wound, and Ronin quickly pressed it with a bandage.
The next step was stitching the wound.
As Ophelia watched, tears rolled down her face.
Finally, after the bullet was removed and the wound was stitched up, Kenneth was moved to a private room. The painkillers and anesthesia made his eyelids heavy.
“Get some sleep,” Ophelia suggested as she gently removed his glasses. She clasped his hands in hers.
The blurry vision made him irritable. He shut his eyes and turned his hand to hold hers tightly.
Late at night, Ophelia stayed by his bedside. Even when there was a knock on the door, she didn’t turn her head.
“Don’t worry, Kenneth’s injuries aren’t serious. It’s you who should take a break,” Ronin said with a frown as he looked at Ophelia’s frail form, feeling an odd sensation inside. “You should get a check–up as well.”
She didn’t need one. Kenneth always looked after her. The bulletproof vest was on her, so she was uninjured. “I’m fine,” she said, looking at Kenneth, her voice barely a whisper, “Now that he’s hurt, will the surgery be delayed?”
“Yes, it seems so.”
A pang of tightness gripped Ophelia’s heart, and a sourness tingled in her nose. It was all her fault.
“Don’t blame yourself. Actually, it’s kind of a good thing. We’ll have more time to prepare, and the surgery risks will be
lower.”
Ophelia nodded and stayed silent, her gaze fixed on the man sleeping on the bed. Even in his sleep, he didn’t loosen his grip on her hand.
Chapter 310
The next day, the TV news reported on the previous day’s arrest operation. The biggest drug dealer, Fabio of the Delta region, was captured.
Four hundred kilograms of drugs were seized, and thanks to information from undercover officers, several drug–trafficking and manufacturing locations were accurately targeted, involving as many as five hundred people.
Eight officers were seriously injured, twelve were lightly injured, but none lost their lives.
“Mrs. Sinclair, I’ve brought you a set of clothes. You should change and take a rest for a bit,” Melanie said, handing over the clothes.
“Just leave it there,” Ophelia said hoarsely, he
to wake up and find that she wasn’t there.
eyes bloodshot with fatigue. Kenneth was still asleep, and she didn’t want him
At that moment, two SWAT officers entered the room.
Victor followed them in.
