Director Zhang had his subordinates take Logan Miles and a few extras to get their wounds treated. He then walked over and saw Kris Cooper standing before the door, frowning, as motionless as a statue. Director Zhang sighed and stepped aside.
Every minute, every second was a torment.
During the more than half an hour that Vera Wave spent in the emergency room, Kris Cooper felt as though he were being fried in hot oil.
Irene Spencer stood by, staring at the closed door, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
She didn't believe that Vera Wave could have escaped such an explosion unharmed.
As everyone waited, each lost in their own thoughts, the door to the emergency room finally opened, and an emergency physician stepped out.
"Doctor!" Kris Cooper rushed forward, grabbing the physician's arm tightly. "How is Vera?"
Kris Cooper's voice trembled with anxiety, his face etched with unconcealed worry.
