Chapter 3

They watched her as she carefully removed any clothing from Michel's top half, cutting through them with medical scissors to assess the primary wound he had sustained.

She went right into cleaning it, followed by carefully removing the bullet and then quickly stitching him up.

Andy almost cried as he watched the heart monitor go down and the beeping almost stops, but what gave him hope was that the girl didn't stop for even a second.

"Ok, his blood type is A positive, where is the blood transfusion?"

Carlos quickly led her to an adjoining storage room with a tall cooler in the back, stocked with all blood types and other medicines.

Fanny immediately stepped forward and grabbed four bags, running back to quickly disinfect her hands, so she could pick up the blood bag on the pole, connecting it to the catheter in Michel's arm.

On his other arm, she connected two more bags, one with antibiotics to fight any possible infections in his body and the other with needed fluids. which he will lose in the incident.

The men could see that once the drip started working, Fanny exhaled loudly and took a few seconds to observe her patient's face.

However, she continued shortly afterward, checking for other injuries he had and tending to them, while closely monitoring his vitals and drips, looking for any changes. any evidence.

Fanny continued to work like this for the rest of the night.

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Around 8:30 a.m., Carlos returned to the hospital room and saw the girl sitting slightly hunched on a plastic chair right next to Michel.

He was still lying on the operating table, an oxygen mask strapped to his face while his nurse continued to monitor him with dark circles and heaviness under his eyes.

They had left her alone with him four hours ago when it seemed her job was done and the rest was now up to fate.

"How is he?" Carlos spoke softly as he stood behind her, looking at his brother.

Fanny didn't turn her head when she answered. Instead, she slowly got up and adjusted one of the bags, making sure the drip was secure.

"The crisis is over."

Carlos nodded as they fell back into silence, both of them looking at the heart monitor as it kept beeping.

"You should go to sleep, I'll keep an eye on him."

Fanny glanced at Carlos for a split second and quickly shook her head.

Although he seemed a completely different person from nearly nine hours ago, she still vividly remembers how he threw her in the car and pointed a gun at her.

That's right, she's still afraid of Carlos.

"The first 24 hours are important. I'll stay."

Carlos shrugged and sat down in his chair, his eyes fixed on Michel.

Fanny did the same, once again observing this face that she knew she would never be able to forget for the rest of her life.

She has to admit, Michel is quite attractive.

Very attractive indeed.

Despite the oxygen mask, she could still see the very full lips with such a beautiful cupid bow, making her wonder if they were as soft as they seemed.

Her gaze swept over his exposed upper half.

He is a strong man, built with hard muscles and a clear body.

Fanny saw his six packs before she covered him in half, revealing only the injured side.

Unknowingly, her gaze fell on the necklace that Michel was wearing that she hadn't taken off yet.

It was a simple silver necklace with a black rose as the pendant.

Taking a closer look at the black rose, she could see the beads floating on it.

"It's the Black Rose necklace," Carlos answered her question without her saying it out loud.

He must have followed her gaze to see where she was looking.

"It's the symbol of our Mafia." He continued to explain, now looking directly at her.

"Are you from the Black Roses gang?"

One of the corners of Carlos' mouth curled up in a small smile.

When Fanny kept her gaze, not looking away, he somehow felt that this was the right time to tell her who she was dealing with.

"That's right. But this necklace isn't just a symbol of the Black Roses. It's like a badge that shows who we are."

He saw the confusion on the nurse's face so he just continued.

"You don't sound stupid. You have to realize that we're not just anyone."

Fanny didn't answer that.

However, Carlos was right. She doesn't know the details, but she does know that they are an underground organization called the Black Roses.

She understood that as soon as they refused to go to the hospital.

They have guns and live in a place like this, have all this hospital equipment at their disposal...

Because of the mission, one of them almost died from a gunshot wound.

Fanny had heard that X city had gangs or mafias, but she had no further information other than the prejudices that people usually hold against them.

"We are the Black Roses. One of the notorious mafia families in X city. There are two other mafias that we work with. But the big problem is that they are trying to fight us to win. territory. It's a major subdivision west of City Y. I'm sure you've heard of this before."

Yes. She has heard.

"Anyway, they're the ones who shot Michel."

Trying to find her voice when she noticed how dry her throat was, Fanny licked her lips and swallowed.

"Why are you telling me this? When you release me, aren't you afraid of what I'll say?"

To her surprise, Carlos turned his head and let out a loud laugh.

"Why do you think I'm going to let you go? Oh baby ah, you're not leaving. You're our nurse now. You'll work for us. You don't have a choice."

A cold shiver ran down the length of Fanny's spine as, ironically, blood flowed from her face, leaving her pale.

"I can't leave everything and stay here. I have a life. I have a family. I work in a hospital and..."