The Runaway Groom

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Chapter 752

Not seeing Erin anywhere, James asked urgently, "Where is she?!"

Irene was helping the chauffeur and her face was pale despite taking a moment to compose herself. "They took

her. You have to find them! Quick!"

James whipped out his phone, asking, "What car was it? Do you remember the plate number?" "It's a black MPV,

but it doesn't have plates, and there are cameras."

She pointed nearby at one.

That being said, the car looked brand-new. They must have planned to use it for the crime from the start.

"I've called the cops. They might be able to help by tapping in the cameras to locate the MPV. It'd make things

faster."

Veins were bulging over the back of James's hand as he clenched on his phone. "Yeah." ’I'm sorry," Irene said. "She

was taken because of me." "No. You didn't ask for this," James replied.

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His call got through then, and while he spoke into it, Irene helped her chauffeur to Hotmesh Research, since he was

bleeding from several lacerations and Hotmesh was the closest.

Finn Crowe was leaving work when he saw Irene.

He was about to greet her when he saw her help a bleeding man out of the car.

"What...” "He needs help," Irene said. "Get the tools ready."

Finn nodded, and quickly left to do as he was told.

Irene helped her chauffeur to a chair, while Finn soon returned to them with a first aid kit and opened it on the table

nearby.

Irene took out the scissors and cut off the part of the chauffeur's clothes from which he was bleeding.

Her movement was quick and decisive, smooth as silk and without a moment's pause.

With alcohol swabs and antiseptic, she soon wiped the blood off the lacerations, presenting its gruesome form.

The worst one was a deep, long gash over the chauffeur's back. It was a bloody sight, with the flesh within peeling

out.

"You can let him do this," the chauffeur said then.

Irene shot him a look. ‘It doesn't matter-you're a patient and I'm a doctor."

After all, gender was no concern when it came to medical care. Why worry about something so trivial at this point?

Even as she spoke, she never paused until she said, "Help me out there."

Finn did a double take before coming to his senses, and quickly pulled out a swab to clean his hands.

"Stop the bleeding," Irene then told him.

Finn pressed his hands on the deep gash over the chauffeur's back, while Irene stitched the laceration on the

chauffeur’s shoulder.

As the bleeding lessened, she mixed up an anesthetic and injected it over the laceration. "Sorry, we only have local

anesthetics here instead of general anesthetics." "It's fine," the chauffeur, pausing for a moment before

apologizing, "Sorry I couldn't save the girl."

Still, Irene knew that he had done his best-he was one against many in a brawl, and it was already impressive that

he lasted so long alone.

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"Don’t talk. Save your strength," Irene said as she cut off the stitching and moved on to the deep gash.

The entire process, down to every move, was smooth, quick and precise, with no excessive moves at all.

It was the first time Finn saw her composure as a doctor and her breathtakingly masterful technique.

He could not help staring-Dennis Turner was certainly a man with vision, picking her as his successor.

Soon, everything was done, and Irene gave Finn an address for some medicine. "Deliver these today." "Alright. I'll

get them right now," Finn replied.

With everything sorted out, Irene drove her chauffeur home to the hilltop mansion and told him, "Get some rest."

"Those men were after you, ma'am. You can't leave." "I won't. I'm just checking in with James, to see if he found

anything."

However, he was too worried, and staying home would just leave her even more flustered.

She called James to find out where he was, and drove there.

James had already positioned the MPV through security footage when she arrived, and he and his men were about

to leave.

"I'm coming with you."

James wanted to refuse, but he let her get in as well to not waste time.

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