Chapter 124

Hospital. In front of the emergency room were two elderly men, a middle-aged woman in her forties, and a young man in his twenties with a red handprint on his cheek that had not yet faded.

The four people were Mr. Drkov, Mr. Leighton, Mrs. Nenito, and Dalziel.

They had been here for a long time, about five hours, but the emergency room had not yet shown any signs of opening.

Mr. Leighton was worried, Mrs. Nenito was just feverish from waiting so long, Mr. Drkov frowned slightly, and Dalziel had no expression, no one knew what he was thinking.

The time he arrived here at four o'clock in the morning, Mrs. Nenito had told him that Winifred was at risk of miscarriage, the doctor was trying to save her, he was only shocked for a moment, there was no sign of worry, Mr. Leighton saw him and immediately ran over, grabbed his collar to judg