Novel Titanic
Chapter 1140
Chapter 1140 Confessed and Afraid that Something Would Happen to Her
When he walked up to her, he suddenly stopped. The people behind him were forced to stop. Bert stopped for a few seconds, turned around, and ordered the accompanying doctor in a deep voice, "Go."
The police doctor hesitated for a moment, then he quickly bypassed the tall man and walked towards the front. After covering a distance of nearly ten meters, he stopped beside the area stained with fresh blood. He squatted down and looked at the face, almost covered in blood and mud. The girl's clothes were torn, exposing her shoulders and waist. Even more horrifying was the blood slowly oozing from the back of her head.
It was almost impossible for a person to have any vital signs with such a miserable look, but the doctor still opened Alivia's eyes with the last glimmer of hope...
"She moved!" The doctor exclaimed with excitement as he noticed the slight movement of her eyeballs and the pupils that hadn't dilated. He quickly stood up and shouted to the people behind him, "She's still alive!"
The huge stone that had been weighing on his heart was finally lifted, and Bert felt like he could finally breathe again. He hurriedly walked to the side of that small, broken, and pitiful body, and his gaze fell on her battered appearance. If it weren't for the familiar clothes, he would have had difficulty recognizing her face.
He wanted to touch her, but he didn't dare to. His big hands stopped in the air.
The doctor couldn't stand it anymore. He stepped forward and whispered, "Let us carry her away, Mr. Harper." The people behind him had already carried a white stretcher over.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
Bert leaned to one side and watched as they carefully carried Alivia up. In just a few seconds, the white stretcher was immediately stained with blood. The wound on the back of her head was very serious, and the amount of blood flowing out was frightening as if it would dry up at any time. Bert opened his mouth, trying to say something, but his voice seemed to have disappeared. He followed closely behind, his steps faltering. Never in his life had his footsteps been so disordered. If it weren't for someone supporting him from behind, he would have stumbled several times. Embarrassed, flustered, at a loss... All kinds of emotions were intertwined in his chest, all caused by the woman whose life was uncertain. She was fine two days ago. Even though when he went to school to pick her up, she was so reluctant and unhappy, she was full of vitality when she was angry. How could she become like this in the blink of an eye?
What made him even more depressed was that she was already in such a state, and all his intelligence and power could not be used at all.
He was a capitalist, and for him, money was everything. Money could change everything, but finally, there was something that could not be achieved with money.
Bert followed the medical staff into the ambulance. The lights of the ambulance flashed, and the piercing siren blared as the vehicle sped towards the nearby hospital at its fastest speed.
Alivia's wounds had been crudely treated, and the thick bandages still revealed a hint of bright red underneath. Bert took her cold little hand and looked at her pale face, which was almost transparent. As proud as he was, he had always been indifferent to life and death and never regretted anything. But at this moment, with his eyes reddening, he whispered, "I'm sorry."