Bride Behind the Mask novel Chapter 180

Meanwhile, at Stonebridge Memorial Hospital.

The last IV drip of antibiotics was finished, and Chuck got some topical ointment from the doctor before he returned to the temporary ward to find Marguerite.

"The doctor said you'll need to take antibiotics for the next few days, and don't forget to apply this ointment in the morning and at night."

Chuck stuffed boxes of medicine into his pocket, then looked up at Marguerite, "Can you walk? Do you need a wheelchair?"

Marguerite carefully got out of bed and stood on the floor, "I'm okay, the blisters have been drained, it doesn't hurt as much now. Can you help me up?"

Chuck rushed forward to support Marguerite's arm. Because of her relationship with Mr. Winston, Chuck didn't dare to get too close. He kept his distance, but was always polite.

Just as they reached the lobby, Frederick, carrying Yuna, rushed towards them. Behind him were Zoe and Ablett Lockwood, their face twisted with worry.

Immediately after, several doctors rushed forward with a stretcher. Frederick placed Yuna on the stretcher and together with the others, they rushed her into the emergency room.

The sudden incident left Marguerite stunned.

Chuck quickly grabbed a running doctor to asked, "What happened to that lady?"

The doctor replied in a hurry, "She tried to commit suicide by overdose!"

Suicide by overdose? Marguerite was shocked.

Yuna was so ruthless, even to herself, threatening her own life!

Turning around, Chuck helped Marguerite to sit down on a bench in the corridor, "Marguerite, Mr. Winston probably needs help, please sit here for a while, I'll go check out the situation, and I'll take you home later."

Marguerite didn't want to delay him, "You go ahead, don't worry about me."

Chuck stuffed the medicine into Marguerite's arms and hurriedly followed the others.

Marguerite wanted to go home by herself, but as she was about to leave, she saw Frederick pacing anxiously outside the emergency room.

She had never seen that man so worried, his usually expressionless face was taut, and his anxiety was palpable.