She stared blankly at Aaron Ray, ignoring Milton Bryce's repeated urging.
The Aaron Ray before her had his forehead wrapped in thick bandages. His hair had been shaved in parts due to stitches, revealing bare scalp. His face was swollen and bruised, lacking his usual handsome charm.
Moreover, his legs were injured, and his arm was also wrapped in gauze.
She wanted to touch him but feared causing him pain. Her gaze slowly lowered, landing on Aaron Ray's right hand, and tears suddenly fell.
Aaron Ray's right hand was missing half.
Three fingers had been chopped off.
She cried desperately, and Milton Bryce was equally anxious.
"I struggled to bring him back, not for you to just sit and cry over him! Think of a way to heal him! The doctor said the broken leg bone has been set, but the left leg is too seriously injured; even if it heals, he'll walk with a limp. That's the best-case scenario! If it gets inflamed, heaven forbid, we'll have to saw off a section!"
