The hospital room door was thrust open violently, followed by a voice filled with sheer terror: "Emily Wilson, dare you——!!"
Jason Scott had not yet left the hospital; something in his heart was nagging at him, as if something was about to happen. His steps involuntarily turned, heading back towards Emily Wilsons room.
What did he see when he pushed open the door?
At the moment he saw Emily raising the knife towards her heart, his breathing stopped!
He shouted in alarm, hoping to stop her, but she seemed to hear nothing, her eyes hollow and lifeless, yet her aim was deadly accurate as she plunged the knife towards her heart—!
There was no sound, yet Jason distinctly heard the blade sinking into flesh.
It felt as if the knife was piercing his own heart; the pain was so intense that he nearly lost consciousness!
Emily seemed to feel no pain, her eyes wooden as she repeated her action—
"Emily Wilson!" Jasons eyes were bloodshot with fury, "I said, you are not allowed to die without my permission!"
Emily, with a face devoid of any blood color, looked at the furious Jason Scott. How could she not know that his anger was only because he was pained by the heart within her? How could she not understand that in Jasons eyes, she, Emily Wilson, held no weight at all?
Jason pinned her against the side, discarded the knife from her hand, and his trembling hand covered her heart. His cold voice carried a tremble that even he hadnt noticed.
"Call for help, get people in here, now!"
Emily watched his sudden panic quietly, and as she watched, a smile appeared on her face.
"Jason Scott, I wont die... Not until everything is cleared up, not until Im proven innocent, I wont die!"
She just wanted to dig out this heart to see if it was Grace Johnsons. She clearly remembered seeing the donor document before the surgery; the name on it wasnt Grace Johnsons.
The originally chaotic heartbeat finally stabilized a bit because of Emilys words, and the unease and panic hidden deep in his eyes also disappeared in an instant.
When a group of medical staff came in and saw Emily bleeding profusely, they couldnt help but gasp!
What on earth was going on here?
Dr. Xing Jinyun frowned slightly as he stepped forward, pushing Jason Scott to the side, his voice cold, "Mr. Scott, please step aside for a moment. We need to take emergency measures for Miss Wilson."
Jason didnt stay in the ward any longer; his hand was still bleeding from where the fruit knife had cut it. A nurse who followed him out exclaimed, demanding that he deal with the wound on his hand immediately. Jason, however, didnt care at all as he took out his phone and called his assistant.
When Lu Xingchun answered the phone from Jason Scott, he was still a bit confused.
"I want all the information on Emily Wilson."
Lu Xingchun was even more confused, "Okay, boss. What should I focus on investigating?"
"...Ten years ago..." Jason massaged his forehead, feeling a headache coming on, "No, investigate everything about her from childhood to the present, including who she interacted with and who she associated with. Find out everything for me."
Lu Xingchun could tell that Jason Scotts emotions seemed a bit unstable. He cautiously replied, "Okay, Ill get right on it."
"Give you a week..." Jasons brows were tightly knit; the things he wanted to investigate had happened too long ago, and if he wanted to look into them thoroughly, it might be difficult, "Give you two weeks. In two weeks, put the report on my desk."
With that, Jason hung up the phone directly.
Even now, his hand holding the phone was still trembling.
He didnt know what he was so anxious and uneasy about.
But he clearly knew that when he saw Emily Wilsons eyes devoid of any luster as she stabbed the knife into herself, he was heartbroken at that moment—