Nanette rushes into the hospital's emergency room, her heart racing as if in a marathon. She silently prays that Valdo hasn't suffered severe bleeding and hopes the stab wound hasn't hit any vital organs. Reassuring herself that a simple plaster might suffice, she swiftly exits the car, ignoring her bodyguard, who also doubles as a driver, waiting in the hospital lobby. Her eagerness to check on Valdo is palpable.
Her father, Fendy, awaits her outside the emergency room. "Valdo is still with the doctor, Na. We can't go in," Fendy says, tempering her urge to rush into the emergency room.
"How is he, Dad? Which side was he stabbed? Did Valdo pass out when they brought him to the hospital?" she fires off questions.
"The incident happened so fast. The assailant confronted us as we were leav
