Marcus Pov The moment I pushed the door open, the smell of blood and medicine rushed into my nose. The private treatment room inside the jet was brightly lit, yet it felt strangely cold. Machines surrounded the bed in the middle of the room, their lights blinking as soft beeping sounds echoed through the room.Two nurses moved around the bed with tense faces, while the doctor who had led me in stood beside them, checking the numbers on the monitor.The moment my eyes fell on the man lying in the bed, my footsteps stopped instantly. For a moment, I simply looked at him.His chest rose and fell so weakly that if I didn’t look carefully, I’d think he had stopped breathing.Without saying a word, I walked over. But the closer I got, the tighter my chest became.My hand reached for the blanket that covered him, and with one pull, I swept it aside. Instantly, James’s face came into view.My fingers froze.His face was so pale that not even a trace of color remained. Dried blood stained one
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