Chapter 174: Knife Injury?
Chapter 174: Knife Injury?
The smile faded from Sienna’s face as she lowered her gaze toward her arm. She knew Logan wasn’t wrong. The injury wasn’t a simple scratch.
She had felt the blade cut through her skin, and although she had ignored the pain during the fight, it had become much more noticeable now that the danger had passed. The wound was deeper than she wanted to admit.
Even so, she disliked hospitals. The thought of spending the rest of her night sitting in an emergency room held little appeal.
"Ma’am, please," Logan said when she remained silent. "If you refuse to go, I’ll have no choice but to call Mr. Sterling."
Sienna immediately looked up.
"Alright. Take me to the hospital."
The last thing Sienna wanted was for Logan to call Zachary and tell him everything. Zachary was already away handling important business. If he learned she had been injured, he would likely cancel his plans and rush back immediately. She didn’t want to add another burden on his shoulders.
Relief and gratitude visibly spread across Logan’s face. "Thank you for being willing to go to the hospital, Ma’am."
Without wasting another second, he turned and walked toward the elevator before pressing the call button.
Sienna followed him at a slower pace, carefully supporting her injured arm. The adrenaline that had carried her through the fight was gradually fading, leaving her exhausted and with a dull ache spreading throughout her body.
As they waited for the elevator, a thought suddenly crossed her mind.
"Logan."
He turned toward her.
"Yes, Ma’am?"
"Don’t tell Zach," she said quietly. "Let’s not bother his business trip."
Logan’s brows immediately drew together. His expression made it clear that he disagreed with the request. In his position, informing Zachary was probably the responsible thing to do.
Sienna looked at him firmly.
"Logan."
The warning in her voice was gentle but unmistakable.
For several seconds, Logan hesitated. Then he sighed in defeat. "Yes, Ma’am," he said. "I won’t call him."
Only then did Sienna relax slightly. Whether Logan truly intended to keep that promise remained to be seen, but for the moment, she chose to believe him.
...
At Anderson Hospital.
Logan stood quietly at the foot of Sienna’s bed while a nurse carefully removed the bloodstained cloth wrapped around her arm. His expression remained calm, but his attention never left the wound. The moment the bandage came off completely, his eyes widened slightly.
The cut stretched along the inside of her arm, longer and deeper than he had expected.
Earlier, Sienna had said it was a minor injury, but one look was enough for Logan to know she had not been telling the truth.
This was not the kind of wound someone got from accidentally bumping into something sharp. The clean, deep cut looked as though it had been made by a knife or a dagger.
As the nurse gently cleaned away the dried blood, Logan’s mind began filling with questions.
’What exactly had happened to her after she left the convenience store?’
’Had someone attacked her?’
’Or... had she encountered a robber?’
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.
More importantly, he couldn’t stop thinking about Zachary. His boss had specifically asked him to guard Sienna, yet she was now sitting in an emergency room with a knife wound to her arm.
Logan slowly exhaled. A growing sense of dread settled in his chest. He needed to tell Zachary. But, at the same time, he had promised Sienna that he wouldn’t.
The conflict left him standing there in silence while the nurse continued her work. Part of him wanted to respect Sienna’s wishes. Still, another part kept imagining Zachary’s reaction if he learned about the injury.
After several seconds of internal debate, Logan finally made a decision. He couldn’t call Zachary directly. But he could call someone else.
Turning his attention back to Sienna, he spoke in a calm voice. "Ma’am, I need to take care of the administration."
Sienna nodded without suspicion. "Hmm. Thank you, Logan."
Logan gave a slight nod before looking at the nurse.
"For now, just clean the wound. Don’t stitch it or perform any additional treatment yet. Someone will come to examine it."
The nurse looked at him with obvious confusion. She was clearly unaccustomed to receiving medical instructions from a patient’s family, but Logan offered no explanation. Before she could ask any questions, he had already turned around and walked out of the emergency room.
As soon as he stepped into the corridor, he pulled out his phone and dialed a number he knew by heart.
The call connected after only two rings.
"Logan? This is unusual. I rarely get calls from you." Scott Anderson’s voice came through from the other end.
Logan tightened his grip around his phone.
Calling Scott was not his first choice. In fact, it was probably the last thing he wanted to do. Scott and Zachary were close enough that any information Scott learned would almost certainly reach Zachary sooner or later.
However, after seeing the seriousness of Sienna’s injury, Logan no longer trusted his own judgment. He needed someone he could rely on.
"Doctor Scott," Logan said respectfully, "I need your help. Urgent!"
After a brief pause, Scott spoke again, his voice calm and professional. "Who is the patient, and where are you?"
"I’m in your hospital’s emergency room," Logan answered without hesitation. "Please come. The patient has a serious injury."
"Stay there."
Scott ended the call immediately without asking any more questions.
Logan lowered his phone and released a quiet breath.
For a moment, he felt as though a burden had been lifted from his shoulders. At least now, a trusted doctor would personally examine Sienna.
Unfortunately, the relief didn’t last long.
Scott lived on the other side of the city. Even if he left immediately, it would probably take fifteen minutes or more to arrive.
Logan glanced toward the emergency room.
Fifteen minutes felt too long.
As he paced the corridor, guilt continued to bother him.