Chapter 1721 Broken Arm
John turned around and saw me getting seized by two men. He bit his lip, trying to pretend he was fine. However, he could no longer bear the agony in his arm. “Scar, please don’t cry. Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. I… Argh…”
Despite his pain, he did not seem to be intimidated. “Nathaniel! You’ll regret what you did today! If I come out of this alive, I’ll make sure you pay for this.”
“John, please stop talking!” I bawled my eyes out as I pleaded. Please. For this once, please stop trying to be a hero.
Nonetheless, what I feared the most still happened in the end. John’s stubbornness provoked the black man as the latter slowly lifted his steel pipe over his head.
Just then, the security from the residence and my house finally arrived at the scene. “Stop right there! What are you guys doing? Put down the weapons in your hands!”
As I heard those voices and the approaching footsteps, a ray of hope appeared in my heart. For a brief moment, I nearly believed John would be rescued.
However, I forgot that those black men were, in fact, a bunch of outlaws. Even though they knew they were about to get caught, they showed no intimidation. Instead, they all stared at the black man stepping on John as though they were witnessing a sacred ritual.
Crack!
A bone-cracking voice pierced through my ears. John’s gaze went dark as his body collapsed heavily to the ground.
The entire world seemed to have paused at that instant. All I could see was John’s bleeding arm.
The guards immediately engaged in a fierce battle with those black men. At first, they were at a disadvantage, and they had to call in for more backups. As the number of the guards increased, they eventually managed to hold down those black men.
As no one put their attention on me anymore, I slowly crawled to John’s side without much trouble.
I held him in my arms and murmured, “Everything will be fine. It’s just a scratch. You will recover soon. You’ll be fine…”
At that moment, I was not sure if I was comforting John or myself. All I knew was that I did not dare to touch or even look at his broken arm. This reality was too cruel to be true.
Why would such a thing happen to someone so kind as him? He didn’t do anything wrong but merely stood up for his sister. Why is this world so unfair?
The more I thought of it, my hatred toward Nathaniel grew stronger. How I wish I could end his life right now!
The emergency surgery continued for the whole night until the next morning. Finally, the red light went off, and the nurses pushed John out from the operating theater.
Lying in bed, John was covered in a thin hospital blanket, and a drip was hanging by his side. His right hand was bandaged by thick gauze.
I leaned against his bed and looked at him closely. Despite the few scratches on his face, his facial features still looked perfect. Those wounds somehow made him look more masculine.
All of a sudden, tears started welling up in my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I lifted my head and inquired the doctor, “Doctor, how’s my brother’s condition?”
The doctor looked exhausted after a long night’s work. He nodded slightly and responded to my question, “He is no longer in danger. But…”
The doctor paused before continuing, “Mrs. Fuller, Mr. Stovall’s right hand is broken totally. He will need to conduct bone-connection surgery after this. Plus, even though he was sent in here in time, a big part of the muscle tissue of the arm has died. Hence, even after he recovers, the nerve won’t be able to function…”
“Do you mean that…” I swallowed and tried to recollect myself. “He won’t be able to use his right arm anymore?”
The doctor let out a long sigh. “Based on our current medical technology, I’m afraid so. Please be mentally prepared for that.”
Upon saying that, the doctor left with the nurse.
I froze on the spot, my mind went blank.
Just then, the clattering sound of high heels came from the corridor. Emery appeared at the door of the operating theater with a nervous look and put her hand on my shoulder. “Is he okay?”
