The greatest man alive novel (by Maverick Bowman)
Chapter 518

When hot blood gushed out from the wound, many images flashed in Natasha's mind.

The scenes were extremely slow for her. She thought of her parents, who expected so much of her, of Jade, with whom she had always been on good terms but who had gone their separate ways, and of Josef, with whom she had a bitter hatred.

She never expected that she would meet her doom in such a way. Then, she burst into tears.

She was frustrated because she hadn't killed George to make him pay the price for her humiliation. However, her tears could not move the killer.

Killers always had good control of their hands. The killer's hands moved steadily. And they were cold. Therefore, the dagger would stab into Natasha's heart without accident and end her life.

The killer's dagger approached Natasha in the darkness. She felt the pain and the cold dagger piercing her breast.

But at that moment, the stably moving hands shook, and then the dagger fell to the ground. Immediately, a steel coin struck the ground.

Natasha's body fell sideways against the wall, and then her eyes closed heavily. The man she had last seen was the man she would hate forever.

"Everyone should be kind, and every man should take good care of women..." George walked forward slowly, about thirty feet away from the killer.

The distance was enough for the killer to stab Natasha again. But he didn't, for he felt a sense of danger. It seemed he would meet a deadly attack the moment he took action!

Or he would die after he killed Natasha. It was not worth it.

"Who is your Excellency? Why do you meddle in my business?" The killer took a step back without showing any flaws, and he was extremely vigilant.

"I'm her old lover, so I have to take care of her..." George said with cold eyes, "Although she wishes for me to die, I don't want her to die yet. It's more useful for me if she lives." The killer's face was gloomy, and he said, "If you stop me, you will cause great trouble. Aren't you afraid?"

George grinned and said, "I just want to beat you to death now..."

When he said this, his spine was slightly bent, like a stretched bow. His action would be powerful and swift.

The killer moved back slowly and said, "The stab just now probably injured her intestines."He still stepped back slowly and firmly.

"Unfortunately, we're in Mimar City. Otherwise, she would die, and so would you. Right now, I just don't want to get entangled with you," said the killer while stepping back. "Besides, my best weapon is not a dagger, but a gun."

George frowned, glanced at Natasha who was lying on the ground bleeding profusely, and weighing up and down in his heart.

The killer had retreated more than fifty feet away.

He added with a smile, "The nearest hospital is about twelve thousand miles away, and it is the end of the evening peak."

He had withdrawn another fifty feet.

George stopped beside Natasha, and the killer walked into the darkness and disappeared.

George could sense the killer's breath, but he still didn't catch up. If he went to kill the killer, Natasha would probably die as well.

"Stupid woman, you lose the bet but want to run away. You bet, you pay. At least, I will only humiliate you, but not kill you..." George squatted down and smiled helplessly.

Then he stretched out and stabbed fiercely at the lower edge of Natasha's chest. The severe pain stimulated Natasha, who was in a coma, to take a big breath. As her body convulsed slightly and curled up, the flowing blood slowed down.

George took off his clothes to wrap her abdomen which was not bleeding so badly, lifted her up from the ground, and took another look at the wound on her chest.

Her breast was punctured, and the wound was about an inch depth. It was not fatal.

Well, send her to the hospital first...

George shook his head.

Holding her in his arms, he walked to his car. Then, he drove away quickly.

The car ran fast along the way. He made good use of the excellent performance of the Aston Martin one 77. The car was like silver lightning and went straight to the Méreau Clinic.

Nurses and surgical experts were waiting at the entrance of the Méreau Clinic.

As soon as George arrived, he immediately carried Natasha onto the hospital bed and rushed to the operating room.

When Natasha was taken to the operating room, the surgeon immediately started the operation.

During the operation, he was surprised, "What kind of hemostasis technique is this? It makes the blood loss so slow! The liver and blood vessels are cramping and narrowing. Is it because of the hard blow?" "It's amazing... Could it be the acupressure of Hechland Kungfu?"

Meanwhile, George waited at the door of the operating room.

Dean Vladimir was startled by his arrival. He rushed over and promised, "Mr. Evans, don't worry. We will do our best to rescue your lover! With top-notch experts and the most advanced equipment, your lover will be rescued."

George was amused, and turned to him and said, "She is not my lover, but my enemy!"

Vladimir was at a loss because of George's reply.

He said with a smile, "Ah... Anyway, since she was sent by you, we will do our best, Mr. Evans..."

Smiling, George stretched out to pat him on the shoulder and said, "Okay, I see. You can go about your own affairs. You are the dean. How can you wait here?"

"No, no, no, I just wait here! I can help when it needs," said Vladimir hastily.

George didn't drive him away. He sat down and wondered who wanted to kill Natasha.

Did the mastermind want to blame him for Natasha's death to sow discord?

Two hours later, the door of the operating room opened, and a nurse came out of it.

"Hurry up. Tell Mr. Evans how the situation is!" urged Vladimir.

"The condition of the injured is not very bad because the hemostasis and the rescue were in time. She is not in danger... However, because of large blood loss, she's still in a coma. It takes about twenty-four hours for her to wake up. The surgeon has dealt with the wound. Don't worry." The nurse was very professional and told George about the situation in the operating room.

Knowing that Natasha was fine, George was relieved and said, "It's good that she's fine..."

Vladimir immediately transferred Natasha to the ICU. George could only wait patiently in the ward to avoid another accident with Natasha.