Her Majesty

Chapter 32 Brotherhood

Ben wiped the blood on his face, and then said, “I am ok, but Justin, how did you seize this baster?"

I whispered, “Never mind, Let’s save the person first."

Ben nodded and made a wink to his man, and then the man got out of the car with his limped legs.

Under my threat, John obediently released Amanda.

I pulled him all the way back to the outside. There was a white van out there, I said to Ben, “Ask you

men got into the car."

At this time, Ben suddenly shouted, “Justin, be careful." He dashed out and blocked me with his back.

There was a loud bang, the sound of the gun was piercing in the darkness.

Ben fell to the ground. A man in black was holding a gun in warehouse, the muzzle was still smoking.

I could no longer pay attention to John and held Ben, Shouting, “Ben, Ben."

John took the opportunity to break free from my control and ran to the warehouse, shouting, “Kill them,

kill them with knives, no guns, no guns."

Ben’s men helped me pull Ben into the car. The car drove forward, after the car a large group of people

in black was after us.

Finally we threw John's men out of sight, all the people on the car let out a long sigh of relief.

It was the first time I had ever experienced such a scene. When I was got rid of them, I immediately felt

weak and my shirt was wet with cold sweat as if I had just been pulled out of a river.

I took a breath before I checked the injury of Ben. His clothes were all blood stained, the cold sweat

was on his head, his eyes were dim. And there was a blood hole in his shoulder, with blood is zooming

out. I knew he got shot to save me.

I was nervous and said anxiously, “Ben, how do you fell. You cannot die, it is all my fault, it is all my

fault!"

I felt regretted that I didn't stop beating my own head. Ben slowly raised his hand and held my arm, he

said in weak breath, “Justin, don't do this. Grace died, you are my only living relative in this world. If it

weren't for you, we will be all death. Don't worry, he did not hit my critical part, I won't die."

I grabbed his hand in surprise and shouted, "Really? Are you sure you won't die? That's great, that's

great."

Ben nodded slightly and said softly, “Justin, I want to take a smoke."

I use my trembling hands to find a cigarette, lit it up, and then stuffed into the mouth of Ben. Ben

inhaled twice, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Half a burning cigarette slipped out of his hand.

"Ben, Ben! I shouted wildly, shaking his shoulder desperately, but Ben closed his eyes without a trace

of reaction.

I was scared and thought Ben had been dead.

At this time Amanda climbed over to open the eyelid of the Ben, took a look, and lied on his chest to

listen to his heartbeat, and then he whispered to me, “He is fine, he just fainted."

"Really?" I asked in surprise.

Amanda definitely nodded to me and said, “Don't worry, I studied medicine in college. I am confident

about this. But the bullet will run near to the heart if it is going on like this. And it will be dangerous."

I once again was in panic, shouted, “Hurry to the hospital, hurry up, or Ben will die."

The younger man driving turned his head to me and said in embarrassment, “Justin, Ben got shot, so

we can't go to a hospital."

I was completely out of control and shouted at the man, "What did you say? Tell me again!"

Amanda embraced me quietly said, “Justin, come on, he is right. If we go to the hospital, the doctor will

certainly report to the police, it will harm Ben.”

Like a pot of cold water pouring down, I felt cold. I grabbed Amanda's hand and asked, “Now what

should we do? What should we do?"

Amanda gently patted my back and comforted me without saying a word.

I was in thoroughly despair, grabbed Amanda’s shoulder and asked loudly, “Why don't you speak. You

learned medicine, can you save Ben? Please, save Ben, save Ben!"

Amanda apologetically lowered her head and whispered, “'I'm sorry, Justin, I just learned about it, but I

did not have an actual operation. I dare not take bullets for Ben.”

The last glimmer of hope shattered. I had no power but lean on the back of the chair to look at the dark

night outside, feeling the heart like a thousand pounds of boulders, which depressed my breathing.

I irritably rolled down the car window, a gust of cold wind was blowing in the face, which immediately

made my mind clear. I searched for the way to save the Ben, suddenly I thought of Abby. She was a

nurse and she should be able to save Ben.

I immediately called Abby. The phone has been ringing, but no one answered. I kept shouting in my

heart, “Pick up, pick up, please pick up."

Maybe it was God that pitied me, finally a languid and soft voice came from the other end of the phone,

“Hello, is that you, Justin? Why are you up so late?"

I tried my best to calm my mind and explained my request in the shortest words, “Abby, I am Justin. I

have a friend who was seriously injured by a gunshot wound. I want to ask you to save him. Please

help me.”

Abby was silent for two seconds and said clearly, "Please send me the address. I will go there right

now."

Hear this sentence, I felt relieved and hung up the phone after saying thank you. I asked the address

and sent it to Abby.

In a villa near the sea, lights were the dazzling. Ben’s men were lying in the sofa, Amanda was giving

them medicine dressing.

Ben was alone lying on a bed, his wound on the body got a simple treatment. Although he was not

bleeding, his face was getting pale. I guard at his side with remorse, if possible, I would like to use my

life to save Ben.

It was quiet and depressed in the room. At this moment a harsh telephone rang, I immediately grabbed

the phone, it was Abby. I answered the phone, Abby voice sounded, “Justin, I am here. Is it the room

with lights? I am not sure. Can you come out and pick me up? This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

I told Amanda and ran out immediately.

In the white moonlight, Abby was standing there in a windbreaker, holding a big box in her hand. The

corners of her coat were flying like a beautiful angel.