Chapter One hundred and five

The hospital doors burst open as a man sprinted inside, befuddled and out of breath, in which cradled in his arms was a lady whose body was limp and lifeless, her face pale and streaked with blood.

“Help! Someone, please help!” Xander shouted, his voice screaming urgency and fear, as he ran towards the nurse he saw approaching, “Please, she is dying.”

The young beautiful nurse sprang into action immediately, as she alerted her colleagues instantly, “We need a gurney here, now!” she called out to her colleagues.

Within a few seconds, a team of nurses and doctors rushed forward as they swiftly took her from his arms and transferred the body to the gurney, her head lolling to one side. Her face was swollen and bruised, her lip split and bleeding, as well as angry contusions marked her arms and neck.

“Who is she?” One of the doctors who came instantly turned to question Xander, “And how did she sustain these injuries?” She observed the body lying on the bed, and noticed that it seemed