In that foreign city, Sabrina knew no one, and did not know any directions. She did not even have a phone. She tried using Zayn’s phone, but she did not have the password, so she could not unlock it.

As Sabrina was staring at the unconscious Zayn hopelessly, Zayn’s phone rang.

Picking it up, it was Marcus calling. Sabrina trembled as she answered the phone, “Hello, Young Master Shaw…”

“Sabbie, you’re…you’re crying? What’s wrong, are you okay? Isn’t Zayn with you? Why are you answering his phone?” Marcus asked.

“Zayn…he’s unconscious and has a fever. The wound on his hand is rotting a bit. I don’t have a phone, and I don’t know where to find a doctor, nor do I know where the hospital is…” The usually strong and quiet Sabrina was incredibly helpless at that moment.

“Listen, Sabbie, you need to save Zayn, or he might die. You need to calm down. Go look for a phone booth and dial the emergency number. Get Zayn into an operation room first, and we’ll talk about everything else later. L