Chapter 819

Who else could it be but Suzanne? She was covered in grime, her face and clothes smeared with dust. Her clothes were torn in places, and her hair was a tangled mess. Panting heavily, Suzanne rushed to the door of the hospital ward and quickly tied her hair back with a scrunchie. Just then, other doctors and nurses arrived. Without even greeting Felicia, Suzanne ran straight to the bedside, glanced at Austin, and said anxiously, "Sleep a bit more. I'm going to clean your wounds." She put on a disposable surgical gown and gloves while another doctor handed her the debridement tools. Timothy scoffed coldly at the sight of her flustered state. "What kind of act are you putting on here?" But Suzanne ignored him completely. Her hands never slowed for a second. After she finished treating Austin, she needed to return to the emergency department to treat the other wounded patients. The doctor had already given Austin anesthesia to reduce the pain, but his eyes remained fixed on Suzanne