"Alexa? Alexa!"
Terrence shouted, but Alexa still had no reaction.
The blood welled up from her chest. Terrence had never been so flustered. He immediately carried her in his arms and rushed out.
Late at night, there was a growing hubbub in Bellevue Hospital.
Many experts and professors gathered at the first moment to hold a consultation. Kieran put on his surgical gown with a sullen face and listened to the nurse's report about the patient.
Terrence stood outside the operating room in a daze. The blood on his shirt had dried up, and it was imaginable how badly Alexa had been hurt.
He thought, why? Why did it become like this?
With tears in his eyes, he punched the wall, and his hands immediately started bleeding.
The pain was nothing compared to the pain Alexa suffered.
He knew that Alexa kept him in the dark about something.
"Terrence!"