Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 649

Yolanda first checked if the doors and windows at the front were closed. Then, she had intended to go to the back and bid her goodnights to Selena before she headed back.

Since Selena found out that Kieran wasn't missing, she would come over to take care of him every day.

Yolanda wanted to talk to Selena about moving, so after entering the back wing, she headed straight toward Kieran's room.

However, the moment she entered through the connecting door, she stopped in her tracks and turned to look in the other direction.

She smelled the heavy scent of blood.

Yolanda had been training with her mentors since she was young. Her sense of sight, smell, and hearing were more refined than that of an ordinary person, causing her to be able to immediately sense unusual danger in that seemingly normal back wing.

The scent of blood didn't come from Kieran's room, Derek's room, or Kelly's room. It meant that they were all safe for now.

Yolanda followed the little walkway along the connecting door and arrived at a small room by the store room.

That small room was an additional structure built at that time. Derek probably intended to store medicinal herbs or equipment inside that room.

However, the position of the room was lackluster. Whenever it came to summer, the summer rain would cause the room to be unbelievably humid, so the room had been left empty since it was built.

After Yolanda took over Willow Creek Clinic, she merely modified the entire building slightly. She still didn't know what to do with that empty room just yet, so she asked the workers to clear the items in the room and added air conditioning and a foldable bed for the aids in the clinic to rest when they needed to.

She had arrived at the small room a few minutes after. She was almost sure that the blood she smelled came from this room.

She sneaked up and quickly realized that there were still traces of wet blood on the handle of the door.

Her expression grew steely as she pushed the door open immediately.

If it weren't for the extremely piercing look in his eyes, Yolanda would have thought that he was a young lady.

Elleven wore a grey martial arts costume of unknown origin, but the grey outfit was now nearly a dark crimson color.

The two wooden shrapnels Yolanda had thrown back were now deeply embedded in Elleven's legs. However, compared to the other wounds on his body, the embedded wooden shrapnels were considerably small wounds.

Elleven was still conscious. He had a heightened sense of caution that caused great resistance toward Yolanda. He struggled as he threw the rest of his dart weapons he had on him at Yolanda.

"Stop wasting strength. If you continue to move, the blood in your body will drain out."

Yolanda might be reluctant to poke her nose into a random stranger's business, but she had to commend Elleven's luck for finding a hiding place here in her clinic.

If the wounds on his body continued to bleed, no one could save him later on even if they wanted to.