Chapter Fifty – Fourth

Arlan looked at his watch several times while holding Rima's wrist.

“Put in the oxygen cylinder!” He also pierced a vein there and inserted an IV needle.

His face was a little pale and even though he was in an air-conditioned room, Arlan's sweat seemed to wet the shirt he was wearing and fell from the top of his head.

“What– What happened to her?” asked Bima who had entered the room.

“Did you not see, or were you pretending to be blind?” Arlan asked back, "Just leave us alone, you can go out." Arlan took a syringe and stuck it into his veins.

"I see, I want to know why she could be like that, however you seem to hate me?" Bima replied, “Ahh, don’t forget, I am her husband so I have a condition to know how she has been?”

Because Doctor Shirley let the wheelchair go, Bima started to move closer to Arlan.

After arriving near Rima's lying body, he was shocked to see that her face was pale and there was blood remaining on her lips.

“You can't see the video, Huh?” Arlan snapped