Violet took out her mobile phone, called the police, and urged, "Fraser, drive quickly. Just drive forward.
If the robber has some accomplices, Mr. Murphy will be in danger."
Hearing this, Fraser looked serious and immediately started the car.
A few minutes later, the two found Stanley.
In a dark alleyway, Stanley fought with several people, one of whom was the one who snatched Violet's
handbag.
Violet clenched her fists, "Sure enough, I guessed it. The robber has accomplices. No, we have to go to
help Mr. Murphy."
Although the current situation was that Stanley fought them alone and he still didn’t show any
weakness, the other party was a group pf people after all. If Stanley's physical strength was exhausted,
he would be in trouble.
Thinking of this, Violet quickly got out of the car.
Fraser also got out of the car, but stopped her, "I'll go to help Mr. Murphy. Violet, wait for us here."
After speaking, Fraser clenched his fists and joined the battle.
With Fraser's help, several robbers were quickly dealt with.
Violet was relieved when she saw the robbers falling to the ground, covering their stomachs and rolling
on the ground. Then she ran towards Stanley with a smile, and looked at him for a while, "Mr. Murphy,
are you not injured?"
Stanley looked at the care on her face, feeling warmed, "No. This is for you."
Stanley handed the handbag to Violet, "See if there is anything missing."
Violet took it, opened it and looked at it, "Nothing is missing."
"Well, that's good." Stanley nodded.
Suddenly, a robber pulled down his socks and drew the dagger attached to his calf, and then jumped
from the ground and stabbed it fiercely towards Stanley.
Stanley turned his back to him, so he didn't see it.
Fraser reacted, but it was a little far away. So it was impossible for him to stop this robber. He could
only shout anxiously, "Mr. Murphy, be careful!"
"Huh?" Stanley frowned, realized something. Just when he was about to react, he saw Violet in front of
him hugging his waist, turned him around, and changed positions with him.
Puff!
It was the sound of a dagger piercing into the flesh.
Immediately afterwards, another crash sounded. The robber was kicked two meters away by Stanley,
hit the wall of the laneway, and fainted.
Stanley didn't go to see the robber, hugged Violet's slumping body, and asked nervously, "How are
you?"
Violet replied with a pale face and sweaty head, "My shoulder hurts so much."
Shoulder?
Stanley touched her shoulder, where it was wet. Then he looked at his hand.
It was blood!
"Mr. Murphy, Violet was stabbed by a dagger." Fraser beat the robbers again and said.
Stanley picked up Violet, "You stay here and wait for those policemen. I will take her to the hospital."
"Well." Fraser nodded.
Stanley got into the car with Violet and drove to the hospital.
After arriving at the hospital, he went directly to Henry.
Henry was on duty tonight. He had just completed an operation and was tired at the moment. So he
planned to take a nap on his desk. Suddenly, there was a loud noise. The door of the office was kicked
open. Then he jumped up from the chair, "What's the matter?"
With a sullen face, Stanley stepped over to Henry's desk, put Violet on it, and ordered, "Give her
medicine."
"What's wrong with her?" Henry asked seriously, looking at the woman who leaned her head on
Stanley's stomach and fainted.
"She was stabbed by a dagger." Stanley replied concisely, and pulled off Violet's sleeves, showing her
shoulder.
Henry glanced at the wound on Violet's shoulder, gasped, put on medical gloves, and began to clean
the wound.
It was already half an hour after Violet's wound was bandaged.
Henry took off his gloves and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay."
Stanley lifted Violet's sleeves and helped her lie down on the sofa, and then covered her with his coat
before going to the small sink to wash his hands, "Is her wound okay?"
"It's okay. Although the bleeding volume looks quite large, the wound is not deep. The scabs will form
in a few days." Henry waved his hand and said with a relaxed expression on his face.
Stanley then felt relieved
Henry pushed his glasses and asked, "What the hell happened to you guys and why was she
stabbed?"
Stanley glanced at him and told him what happened briefly.
After hearing it, Henry teased Stanley, "She is really lucky enough to suffer such a minor injury in that
situation."
Hearing this, Stanley narrowed his eyes displeased and stared at him.
Henry shuddered, realizing that he had said something wrong. He smiled embarrassed, "Don't be
angry. I knew I was wrong."
Stanley then looked away, picked up Violet's handbag, took out the phone from her bag, unlocked the
lock with her fingerprint, and dialed Calvin's watch phone.
"Hello, this is Calvin." Calvin's immature voice came.
Henry couldn't help but grinned, "This kid, the tone of speech is like an adult. So funny."
Although Stanley didn't answer Henry, the faint smile in his eyes clearly agreed with Henry’s words.
"Calvin, it's me." Stanley said.
There were a few seconds of silence on the phone before Calvin's voice came again, "Uncle Murphy,
why are you holding my Mommy's mobile phone?"
"Your Mommy is drunk and won't be back tonight." Stanley looked at Violet, telling a lie without
panicking.
Henry rolled his eyes at Stanley contemptuously.
Calvin didn't doubt Stanley's words, "I see! Uncle Murphy, please help me take care of Mommy."
"I will." Stanley nodded.
Violet did this to save him.
Of course he would not leave her alone.
After Stanley hung up the phone, Henry looked at Stanley with a faint smile, "Why don't you tell this kid
the truth?"
"What can he do if I tell him? Let two four-year-old kids worry about?" Stanley glanced at him.
Henry crossed his arms on his chest, "You are thoughtful. If others don't know, they will think you are
the father of these two children."
"Okay, arrange a ward for her." Stanley stood up.
Henry put down his arms, "Come with me."
He took the lead out of the room.
Stanley bent down and picked Violet up, followed behind him, and walked to the ward.
After arriving in the ward, just when Stanley put Violet on the hospital bed, Fraser came in.
"Have you dealt with the robbers?" Stanley pulled the chair, sat down, and asked in a deep voice.
Fraser nodded, "Yeah. Those robbers will be locked up for a period of time, but..."
"But what?" Stanley looked at him.
Fraser frowned, "Mr. Murphy, this is not a mere robbery."
"What do you mean?" Stanley's face condensed.
Fraser took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to him, "This was found in the pocket of the
robber who snatched the bag. It was a photo of Violet. I and policemen guessed that someone had
deliberately bribed the robber to rob Violet's handbag."
Stanley clenched his fists, "Has the robber awakened?"
"Not yet. He has suffered a serious head injury. He may be in a coma for two days. As for the other
robbers, I and those policemen have already asked them. They don't know anything. They just listened
to the robber who snatched the handbag." Fraser replied.
Stanley clenched the photo in his hand, "So if I want to know who is behind the scenes, I have to wait
for that guy to wake up?"
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