Chapter 1138 He's Hurt
"Something suddenly came up, so I had to deal with it. Sorry, I missed our last appointment."
Ava wanted to say something more, but realizing they were still standing at the door, she quickly said, "Let's go inside."
She entered the password and opened the door, and Bishop followed her in.
Ava carefully placed the sleeping Sunny on the bed, then closed the door and went to the living room.
"Bishop, why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
After finding the house, she had sent Bishop a message with her new address, but she hadn't expected him to show up unannounced.
"Sorry, I should have told you in advance. I'll leave now."
Bishop seemed a bit embarrassed and turned to leave.
Ava quickly stopped him, "That's not what I meant. I just didn't expect you to come suddenly. I'm not saying you can't come. I'm happy to see you. I was worried something had happened to you."
Bishop gave a faint smile, his pale face showing a hint of seriousness. "Ava, if... if one day something really happens to me, remember, it's my own fault. Don't feel sad."
Hearing Bishop's words, Ava felt very uneasy. "Why are you saying this all of a sudden? Are you feeling unwell? You look terrible. Sit down, I'll get you some water."
Ava pulled Bishop to the sofa, poured him a glass of warm water, and then sat beside him. "What happened? A few days ago, you couldn't come with me to look at houses. You said you had something to do. What was it in Berlyn?"
Bishop looked at her for a long time without speaking. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but suddenly his brow furrowed, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his forehead.
Seeing this, Ava immediately became worried. "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Let me take you to the hospital."
She noticed that Bishop looked really bad, as if he were seriously ill or even injured.
"I'm fine." Bishop grasped her wrist. "Ava, I have something to ask you."
Seeing the sweat on Bishop's forehead increasing, Ava said worriedly, "Unless you tell me what's wrong, I won't answer anything."
Ava anxiously grabbed his shoulders, but as soon as her hand touched his body, Bishop let out a muffled groan, as if in great pain.
"You're hurt." Ava immediately reached out to pull open his clothes.
Bishop quickly grabbed her wrist. "Don't."
"Bishop, let me see." Ava's tone was very firm.
She forcefully shook off his hand and then pulled open his clothes, revealing his shoulder wrapped in gauze, with spots of red blood seeping through.
She exclaimed, "What happened? Who did this?"
The wound was clearly fresh. Could it be that the reason he couldn't come to see the house that day was because he was injured? "Is this a gunshot wound?"
Bishop gave a faint smile and said, "I'm fine. Don't worry."
"Did you go to the hospital?" Ava asked.
Bishop gently pushed her hand away and then adjusted his collar. "It's a gunshot wound. I couldn't go to the hospital, so I treated it myself. Don't worry, it's getting better."
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