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In the hospital.
The doctor's face was heavy as he told Helen Blair, "I'm sorry, we've done our best. Go see him for the last time."
Helen's body swayed slightly, her face pale as paper, and her eyes vacant.
Behind her, Sister Bella cried out loudly, "Master, Master... such a good person..."
The doctor sighed and stepped aside, allowing Helen to slowly walk in.
The strong smell of disinfectant filled the emergency room, but it could not cover the bloody scent. Cold medical instruments reflected a chilling light, emphasizing the desolation and coldness.
Aaron Gilbert's tall body lay on the hospital bed, covered with a white cloth stained with blood. At the corner of the bedsheet, fresh blood dripped slowly.
Drop by drop, the bright red blood was piercingly eye-catching, as if it could chisel through her heart.
There was a nearby monitor, its red line flickering irregularly, as if recording his fading life.