Chapter 69 Who the Hell Is It?

With courage, Lucia gingerly stood up and came to Arthur's side. She examined his left leg up close first for a moment, and then scrutinized the various wounds on his body. The blood oozing from the bandages had long curdled into a dark red. It looked shocking. From the wounds, she can probably guess what kind of situation Arthur was in when he was hit. Lucia frowned more tightly. If she hadn't been deliberately angry with him today, he might have returned to the company long ago and wouldn't have met the car accident. In ten minutes, Lucia had taken all the responsibilities for all the misfortunes that Arthur might encounter in the future in his life life. Her tears fell down, on after another. Obviously, it was silent, but each drop of tear was as heavy as how she felt. "Well, don't cry ..." Just as Lucia's vision was blurred by tears, Arthur's voice sounded like a helpless sigh. In fact, he woke up just now when Lucia turned Arthur's quilt to check his injuries, but he did not