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Ryan saw Isabella was truly anxious, which indicated she still had some conscience left. He turned back to the car, took out paper and a pen from inside, and wrote down the hospital's address and room number.

She took the address and turned to leave.

She practically raced to the hospital, running two red lights and nearly causing an accident, but finally arrived at the hospital in the fastest time possible.

Following the address, she found Andrew's hospital room and rushed in almost without thinking.

Inside the room, Andrew lay quietly on the bed, his deeply chiseled features taking on a pallor. He slept deeply, but even in slumber, his brows furrowed slightly.

There was an IV tube inserted into the back of his hand, and the cold liquid slowly dripped into his body through the veins.

She couldn’t gauge the severity of his injury, but the thought of potential danger to his life made tears stream down her face. She held his cold hand, tears falling one after another onto the back