The Woman From Hell
Chapter 910

Chapter 910

My throat was so dry that I could not get the words out of my mouth.

The nurse saw this and fed me water before slowly saying, "Your left cheek was cut but it’s not an issue. It's not going to leave a scar. The dagger wasn't coated with any drug, so don't worry."

I nodded and guessed that Mason probably wanted m e dead. Otherwise, he would not have snatched the dagger away or said that he merely wanted me disfigured and that I could possibly die from the drug smeared on the dagger. He just wanted to see me crumble before I died.

The nurse was about to give me an IV drip. She took m y hand and patted it a few times but was still unable t o find my blood vessels. She looked up at me and said, "Miss, can you make a fist?"

I made a fist, and she looked carefully at the back of m y hand. Perhaps she had found it, she grabbed a long and thin needle before pushing the plunger.

Seeing that she was about to insert, I looked away.

Honestly, I was very scared of pain.

She did so very gently because she could probably tell that I was scared of needles, so I almost could not feel

any pain.

I glanced back and saw that there was no blood rushing back. I could not help but say, "I'm fine. Maybe we should skip this?"

The nurse sighed softly. "You have to get it."

I pursed my lips and said no more.

I was not sure if I had knocked my hand at the time because the back of my hand was a little swollen. The nurse brought a hot water bag over and placed it under my hand. "Call me when the water bag is cold."

I nodded. "Thanks."

There was a stinging pain in my cheek, and I felt it with my other hand only to touch a gauze.

The nurse glanced at me and reminded me, "Don't get your wound wet before it's healed. Avoid smoking, alcohol, and spicy foods. This is a face injury, so it's very different from any other injury."

I nodded. "Okay."

On her way out, the nurse bumped into Tyler.

A handsome-looking man with a superior temperament would inevitably turn heads.

Tyler was used to such stares and smiled at the nurse.

As expected, I saw the nurse blush.

"How do you feel?" Tyler walked over and asked worriedly.

Seeing my swollen hand, he frowned. “Why is your hand swollen?"

“I’m not sure what I knocked into."

Tyler sighed softly and sat on the hospital bed. "You're really dogged by bad luck. Maybe I should take you to church to pray more."

I pursed my lips. “Did you find Munchkin yet?"

Tyler nodded. “We've found him. Nadia was tortured some time ago, so she spilled everything out before Theo could even ask her anything. She told us everything. When we called you and couldn't reach you, we sensed that something was amiss and started looking everywhere for you."

I took a deep breath. "Fortunately, you came in time."

Otherwise, I would have turned into a corpse lying all alone in that empty house.

"Why didn't you ask how Theo's doing?" Tyler asked with a smile.

I pursed my lips. “How is he doing?"

Tyler sighed softly, not answering my question.

I knew he would make it out alive. That was why I did not ask.

It was not that I was not worried. I was just in a terrible mood at the moment.

I suddenly felt selfish and asked Tyler with a bitter

chuckle, "Do you think I'm selfish?"

He frowned. When he spoke, his voice was deep and low. "You should resent Theo, but you can’t deny that h e has given his all to you."