Jane Sampson listened to the buzzing sound coming from the mobile phone and knew in her heart that Jas Black must have been frightened by her call and also quite angry.
Jane gently placed Jas Chip’s mobile phone next to her, not knowing where he was hurt. A discrete corner of the mobile phone still had red blood stains.
Although Jas Black had ordered Jane to close her eyes and rest, Coco Edwards was still in the surgery room, and Jane could not calm down for even a minute.
Father Carter had her wait in the ward after bringing her in, telling her he would stay by Coco Edwards’ side. It had been a long ti since Jane’s examination was completed, and she had no idea how Coco was doing.
When Jane was admitted to the ward, the doctor had said that Coco Edwards did not need surgery. Thinking of this, she hoped that Coco must be settling down by now.
Just as Jane was constantly worried about Coco Edwards, Father Carter pushed the door open and ca in from outside.
To Jane’s surprise, Jas Carter also ca in with Father Carter.
"Mr. Carter has co as well," Father Carter said as he walked in. "Knowing there was an incident where you were and unable to get through to your phone, Mr. Carter imdiately bought a high-speed train ticket. It was only halfway there that he rembered to call , and I then told him where you were."
"Mr. Carter," Jane didn’t dare move her head much, so upon seeing Jas Carter enter, she waved her hand at him like a lucky cat, greeting him, "I’m not seriously hurt; you’ve co all this way, and it must have disrupted your work a lot?"
"Work can be postponed, knowing about the incident in the village and later being unable to reach you made a bit worried, so I just took the high-speed train straight here," said Jas Carter, feeling much more relieved seeing Jane waving at him.
On the road, Jas Carter had already heard from his father about Jane’s condition, but hearing is not as good as seeing. Seeing that Jane indeed did not seem to have any serious problems, Jas Carter truly sighed in relief.
"Have you called your husband?" Jas Carter asked.
"I have," replied Jane. "He said he will co over in no more than two days."
"I rember you ntioned your husband is a defender," Father Carter sat next to Jane and spoke kindly, "I know you must be heartbroken and anxious for him to co take care of you, but as a defender, sotis he’s constrained by his duties. I hope you can understand and empathize with him, and not get upset with him for arriving two days late."
Father Carter himself was a defender, so he naturally understood the reasons why Jane’s husband couldn’t imdiately make the trip.
Their unpredictable duties often fit these defenders well, even soone in a high position like Father Carter.
"I understand," said Jane, "I wasn’t angry. I told him that I would observe for two days and could be discharged, asking him not to co, but he didn’t agree."
"He’s your husband, you’re hurt, and whether or not you’re discharged, if he finds the ti, he must co to take care of you and be with you," Father Carter said with a gentle smile. "That’s part of his duty as a husband after he takes off his team uniform. Your assistant has been arranged to stay in the room next door, she woke up once midway and asked about you, but after the doctor administered her dicine and was told you weren’t seriously ill, she went back to sleep."
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