Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1433

Of course, nothing could happen to him.

He promised himself that he would take care of the two of them for a lifetime. He promised to protect them so that they could live in peace and happiness.

Hence, he would survive no matter what!

That was what Phoebe thought. Then, she hugged Quill tightly in her arms and slowly closed her eyes.

It was not until a few firemen rushed out of the fire with Haward that Phoebe finally saw him. So injured was he that he was almost unrecognizable. She took a deep breath. She just held Quill in her arms and stared at him.

Quill, who was in her arms, seemed to have sensed something. She wanted to turn around to look, but his mother held him tightly in her arms.

"Don't look, QuiL Don't look. Your father promised us that he would be fine, so we have to wait until he regains consciousness, alright?"

Phoebe spoke as she patted the back of Quill's head. She whispered, "He will be fine."

After the ambulance arrived, they transported Haward on the stretcher and were ready to leave. Phoebe rushed over with Quill and said, "Doctor, we are his family."

After that, they were allowed to follow him. Haward was seriously injured. Before he arrived at the hospital, they could only carry out basic treatment. Quill was in his mother's arms the whole time. He didn't have a chance to look at his father.

Although Phoebe protected her own child very well, she was transfixed on her husband's condition, and her eyes became red.

The paramedics in the ambulance performed first aid on Haward. During that period, Phoebe had been holding her child and did not let Quill see his father's condition.

It was not until they arrived at the hospital that Haward was sent to the emergency room.

They waited outside. One of the nurses passed by, and Phoebe quickly stood up and said, "I'm sorry but my child's hand is injured."

The nurse took a look and found that the child's hand was badly mutilated and almost couldn't be seen. Hence, she hurriedly said, "Oh my gosh, how did he get injured so badly? It must hurt like crazy. Come with me. I'll treat your wound."

The nurse was about to come over and take Quill, but he nestled in Phoebe's arms and shook his head hard. "No, I won't go. I want to wait for my father here."

The nurse thought of the person inside who was injured and became nauseous as Haward's injuries were really serious. Whether Haward could be saved or not was still unknown.

"Kid, your father is still being treated. There are professionals inside. There's no use waiting here. Come with me so I can treat your wounds. Once it's done, I will bring you back, okay?"

Quill wanted to say something, but Phoebe, who was behind him, pushed him to the back. Her voice was as gentle as the wind, "Quill, listen to the nurse. Go with her to get your wounds treated. If not, they will get infected. When Dad wakes up, he will worry about you."

Perhaps Quill was touched by the last sentence. His lips moved, and he finally agreed, and then he followed the nurse to get his wounds treated.

Before leaving, he kept looking back at his mother.

There was a gentle smile on Phoebe's face. "Go, Quill. I'll be waiting for you here."

Quill followed the nurse and left, one step at a time.

Phoebe looked at his small figure, her eyes filled with guilt. As a mother, she should have gone with her son to have his wounds treated. After all, her son's hand was so badly injured. However, she had no choice but to be selfish for now as her husband's life was still uncertain. She really couldn't leave at this moment.

Just now, in the ambulance, she desperately controlled Quill to prevent him from seeing his father.