Mafia Prince's Love

Chapter - 31 Rescue And Retribution

(Outside the Secret Basement)

Top: "His pulse is weak, but he's fighting. We need to get him to the hospital immediately."

(Yi, who is standing beside King, places a hand on his shoulder, his expression grim yet determined.)

Yi: "We'll take care of it. You focus on Uea. I'll make sure that basement is nothing but ashes."

(King nods, his mind solely focused on Uea, who lies motionless on the stretcher, his chest barely rising with each breath.)

King: "Blast that place, hia. Leave nothing behind."

(Yi nods in agreement and signaling to Prapai and the others to carry out King's orders.)

(Inside the Ambulance)

The ambulance speeds through the streets, its sirens blaring. Inside, the tension is palpable. Uea lies unconscious on the stretcher, his body pale and battered. King sits beside him, clutching Uea's hand, his heart racing with fear.

Doctor Top, a stern man in his 40s and a family member and a family doctor of the Red Dragon gang, swiftly assesses Uea's condition. His expression is grim as he works.

Top: (urgent, focused) "His pulse is weak. He's been through severe trauma, and the poison is still in his system. We need to stabilize him immediately."

Top quickly sets up an IV line, administering fluids and medication to counteract the poison. He then checks Uea's wounds, his face tightening with anger and concern.

Top: (softly, to himself) "Damn it... they really did a number on him."

King: (desperate, voice trembling) "Will he be okay, Doctor? Please, tell me he'll be okay."

Top glances at King, seeing the raw emotion in his eyes. He knows King is barely holding it together.

Top: (calm, reassuring) "We're doing everything we can, King. He's strong, but we need to get him to the hospital as fast as possible. The wounds are deep, and the drugs they pumped into him have weakened his body. He's been through hell, but we're not giving up on him."

Top continues working, checking Uea's breathing, listening to his heart, and monitoring his vitals closely. He carefully cleans and dresses the worst of Uea's wounds, noticing the multiple injection sites where the drugs had been administered.

Top: (grim) "These bastards gave him a cocktail of drugs... his body's been under constant attack for days. We need to flush it out, but it's going to take time."

King watches in silence, his heart breaking as he sees the extent of Uea's injuries. The cuts, bruises, and needle marks cover his body, telling the story of the torture he endured. King clenches his fists, rage building inside him, but he forces himself to focus on Uea.

King: (whispering, voice cracking) "I'm here, Uea. Please, hang on..."

Rain, sitting across from King, looks on with a pained expression, his eyes wet with unshed tears. He knows what Uea has been through, and the guilt of not finding him sooner eats away at him.

Rain: (softly, to King) "We'll get him through this, King. He's going to make it."

King nods, but his eyes never leave Uea's face. He feels helpless, his mind racing with fear and anger. He can't lose Uea now, not after everything they've been through.

Top: (decisive, to the paramedics) "We need to get him on oxygen. His lungs are struggling from the gas, and we need to support his breathing."

One of the paramedics hands Top an oxygen mask, which he gently places over Uea's face. The rhythmic sound of the oxygen tank fills the small space, a stark reminder of Uea's fragile state.