Even if there was blood on that face, John could still recognize her at a glance.
It was Nina, his little girl Nina.
The familiar face with dripping blood stung his eyes and his heart contracted.
"Stop the car!" John slapped on the car door. As soon as the car stopped, he pushed the door open and rushed to the ambulance.
How could this happen?
She was fine just now. Why did she have a car accident?
The whistling wind blew in his ears, diluting the noisy discussions of the onlookers. He ran as fast as he could, and the cold wind poured into his throat, making him painful.
Lying on the stretcher, Nina seemed to see John running towards her from a glance.
"John..." At her last gasp, Nina touched her belly with her hands and said with her trembling lips, "babies, babies..."
"Make way!" John pushed the crowd aside and rushed in. Regardless of obstruction, he ran to Nina and held her hand tightly.
At that moment, Nina was no longer as scared as before, and she no longer felt the danger of her life.
John caught her.
"I'm her husband.
When he passed by the two of them, he pulled Noah away and said, "John's here. Let's go to see the babies."
Noah was dragged away.
John and Nina were alone in the ward.
John walked to the bedside and felt sorry for her when he saw her pale face. Then he bent over and kissed her on the lips.
When their cold lips touched, they gradually warmed each other. Nina's lips looked a little better, but her face was still as white as a sheet.
"Little girl, you really scared me to death." John sat down, held her hand without the needle and rubbed it against his cheek.
Her hands were as soft as babies' and he didn't want to let them go.
John recalled what she had said before she fainted. "Little girl, wake up quickly. Your sentence was not finished. Our what?"
"Our babies?" John gently kissed her fingertips and asked, "Do you want me to treat them as my own babies?"
Nina, who was in a coma, was unable to answer him. After a moment of silence, John placed his head between their holding hands and muttered with a dim light in his eyes, "I can't."
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