Please Let Me Go novel Chapter 55

In a moment, the red light in the operating room lit up. The nurses were very nervous. He grabbed a nurse, but that nurse did not disclose any information about the operation.

Antonio was anxious to pace back and forth outside the door, but it failed to solve the anxiety. After a while, the police arrived. They asked Antonio about the gangsters.

Antonio took a deep breath, not to think about Adelaide’s operation. He recalled what happened today, "We came to the village today! I was worried she would get hurt, so I booked the whole place. It didn't take long before I sensed someone was there, and by the time we were ready to go out, there were ten of them walking out."

As the police recorded his words, he nodded and glanced at another police next to him. "Do you know those who shot?"

Antonio shook his head, "No, they said they were hired by someone. I am a businessman, offended countless people. They called me Mr. Antonio, I hope you start investigation from the businessman around me!"

The policeman nodded again. He looked at the transcript in his hand and said, "We recorded a statement at the scene saying you hit a man. Was it because he wanted revenge?

Antonio frowned and became impatient. Seeing his perfunctory, the police repeated his question.

Antonio got thoroughly angry. Pointing at the door of the operating room, he shouted at the two police "My wife is now lying in the operating room. Don’t you know how to investigate the case? I said there were ten of them, and they called me Mr. Antonio. Obviously they know me! Why did you ask that?"

The two police were interns and were at a loss for a time by being shouted.

Antonio went to the operating room door and continued to wait.

"Moss, shall we wait?" The police could not help but tremble, he felt that this man was terrible than their boss.

The policeman had solid muscles in his arms. However, under the majesty of Antonio, he was afraid. He nodded and whispered in his ear, "Let's go!"

The police’s disorderly footsteps disappeared in the corridor.

"Wipe the sweat!”

The surgeon was a man in his thirties. Wearing a mask and a hood, he kept dripping sweat, and even the tip of his nose had a lot of sweat. The nurse wiped his sweat.

He took a deep breath. Under the light of the operating lamp, the bullet from Adelaide’s shoulder was visible. Fortunately, it did not penetrate the bone, but only hurt the flesh.

The blood had been cleaned. He raised his hand to the nurse next to him and said, "Tweezers! Knife!"