It Was You

Chapter 819 He Could Save Master

"What are you doing here? Go get the car ready! " Didn't he see that she was so anxious?

Why didn't he see anything?

Marcus said in a low voice, "No need to be go."

Cassandra rolled her eyes at him, "What do you mean by 'no need'? Huh... "

Before she could finish her words, her voice suddenly stopped, as if she had finally realized something. She grabbed Marcus' collar and said, "Tell me the truth. Do you know something? Say something! "

Looking at Cassandra, Marcus couldn't help saying, "Master told us not to tell you."

Cassandra's face suddenly darkened, "What do you mean by saying that he doesn't allow you to tell me? Well, you don't want to tell me, right? I'll find it myself! "

After saying that, Cassandra shook off Marcus' collar, turned around and walked out. Suddenly, a low and hoarse voice of Marcus came from behind. It was like a knife, gently piercing through Cassandra's heart, but making her feel as if she were dead.

"Master was attacked on the way back. He was shot in the abdomen and is being rescued. Before Master fainted, he ordered not to tell you the news. He doesn't want you to be sad."

At that moment, there seemed to be a thunder on the ground. Cassandra's face turned pale and staggered, almost falling to the ground.

"Sister-in-law!" Marcus shouted in a hoarse voice and held Cassandra's arm.

Cassandra felt dizzy and the world was shaking. She shook off Marcus' hand and asked, "Where is he?"

"He's in the building nearby. Dr. Kevin is still operating on him."

Before Marcus could finish his words, Cassandra staggered out of the building. Marcus was worried about her, so he followed her carefully. For several times, he saw that Cassandra almost fell down. He wanted to help her up, but she just struggled to stand up and continued to walk forward.

Martin's exclusive medical area was very close, so it was only a few minutes' walk, but she seemed to have walked for a long time. The cold rain hit her face, like a cold knife, scratched her skin and flesh.

As soon as she arrived at the building, Carlos and others had rushed over. Carlos grabbed Cassandra, who was about to fall down, regardless of the wound on his hand, and called in a very hoarse voice, "Sister-in-law..."

Dressed in a wet hospital gown, Cassandra looked very embarrassed, but at the moment she saw Carlos, she seemed to have grasped the last life-saving straw. She almost used her last strength to tightly grasp Carlos' collar. "Where is he? I am asking you, where is he? "

Carlos didn't dare to look at her. He avoided her burning eyes and said in a low voice, "Master is still in the operation room, and you have wounds on your body. Let's go in first, okay?"

Martin had been spoiling her for fear that she would get hurt. When Martin woke up and saw her like this, they would definitely die without a burial place.

Cassandra didn't say anything. She just shook off Carlos' hand and walked into the villa in rain. She was so weak as if she would fall the next second, but there was a cold aura around her that no one dared to stop her.

Regardless of his own hands, Carlos hurried to follow her, and so did Moore and LennyTêxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Cassandra walked to the door of the operating room and stared at the door. Drops of water fell from her body, but she didn't notice it at all. She just stood there like a weathered sculpture.

Carlos asked someone to bring a towel and a clean hospital gown. He said carefully, "Sister-in-law, don't worry. God will bless Master. He will be fine. You, wipe the water on your body first and change your clothes, okay?"

However, Cassandra didn't seem to hear him at all. She stood still and stared at the door of the operating room, as if she had completely isolated herself from the whole world.

How could this be?

If something happened to Martin, what's the point of her life?

"Click -"

The water dropped from the corner of her clothes and left a small piece of water stains on the cold floor.

What was life and death?

What was time?

What was eternity?

At that moment, Cassandra suddenly felt as if she was trapped in an unknown dead end. She didn't know what kind of abyss the "road" ahead would lead her to.

She had never been as helpless as she was now, as if Martin could disappear from her life at any time, as if he had never appeared.

She cared too much about life and death and was too persistent for a long time. She thought she could live with Martin for the rest of her life, but she didn't expect that even this short period of time was a luxury.

"Well... Where is Hawk? Didn't you find Hawk before? Where is he? " All of a sudden, Lenny thought of Hawk. He let out a loud cry and pulled everyone back to reality.

After Martin gradually recovered, Hawk signed a long-term cooperation contract with Cassandra. After that, he only came back occasionally to make a follow-up consultation with Martin. Other times, he was basically out of touch.

Carlos' eyes lit up, like a long journey through thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally found the last oasis. A hint of joy appeared on his face, "Yes! How can I forget him? Marcus, take your men to find Hawk right now. Make sure to find him back as soon as possible! "

When Martin was incurably ill, Hawk could save him, and now he must be able to save Martin!

"Boom -"

In the dark sky, a thunder struck down, and a faint voice suddenly came from the gate.

"Oh God, I'm in a hurry to save people. Could you please do me a favor? Don't thunder." At the gate, a man in a plain white robe and a bamboo hat on his head clasped his hands and bowed to the sky.

It was Hawk.

Hawk walked slowly towards the crowd with a very kind smile on his face. "Are you looking for me? I just finished my work. Don't you know that the director is so insightful that he thinks I did a good job and added two minutes to the play? "

Everyone was speechless.

How could he talk so much nonsense?

Carlos resisted the impulse to slap him, "Mr. Hawk, you came just in time. My Master was seriously injured this time. As long as you can cure my Master, we can pay as much money as you want."

Hawk put his hands together and said, "As a monk, I don't care about money... Cassandra, can you shoot more scenes next time and arrange an extremely miserable life story for me? "