Dr. Elisha pulled off his mask and said, "He suffered a fractured rib, but the injury is not serious. In order to prevent sequelae, he needs to be hospitalized for observation. But don't worry too much. Young people are generally very strong, and he should recover soon."
Jared let out a sigh of relief.
When he turned to look at Agnes, he found her already in tears.
Agnes was clearly shaken.
When that hefty iron frame came crashing down, she felt as if she were being dragged into the depths of the ocean.
A huge wave came violently and almost drowned her. But Ryder had grabbed her.
When Agnes looked at Ryder again, he was already lying in the hospital ward.
His chest was strapped down.
He was sitting up straight, furrowing his brows, a hint of pain visible on his face.
Jared walked to the bedside and asked him, "How are you feeling now?"
Ryder gave a faint smile. "I'm alright. Don't tell my mom and grandpa. I don't want them to worry."
Jared responded, "I know."
After Ryder finished, his gaze shifted to behind Jared.
Agnes walked up behind Jared, her eyes still red and swollen.
“Are you okay..."
“Are you okay..."
The two said this sentence almost at the same time. Afterwards, the ward returned to its previous tranquility.
Jared furrowed his brows.
Agnes was the first to speak. "I wasn't injured. Luckily you were there."
Ryder glanced at Jared, his tone returning to its usual coolness. "I'm glad you're okay. In that situation, I would have protected anyone, so don't mind it."
On the way home.
Agnes sat in Jared's car, finally regaining her composure.
But Jared was poker-faced, not uttering a word.
The temperature in the car seemed to have dropped a few degrees.
Agnes felt increasingly guilty.
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