99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Hear

"Get a hot water bottle and a blanket, quickly!" I shouted while performing emergency measures.

The hearts of everyone in the cabin tightened, and all eyes were on me.

It wasn't until the newborn's heartbeat gradually stabilized that everyone let out a sigh of relief.

In first class, Tristan Franco glanced at the woman who was wiping the sweat from her forehead not far away.

He quickly averted his gaze.

The plane made an emergency landing at the nearest airport.

The three doctors took turns performing chest compressions on the newborn, and

I didn't dare to let my guard

down for a moment.

After the emergency landing, I accompanied the newborn to the hospital by ambulance.

I continued the compressions for more than an hour until the newborn was taken into the resuscitation room.

Only after the newborn was taken into the resuscitation room did I finally breathe a sigh of relief, my hands trembling from numbness.

It wasn't until both the newborn and the mother were stable that I felt truly at ease and left, rushing back to the

airport to catch another flight arranged by the airline.

When the plane landed smoothly and I returned home, it was already two in the morning.

I had just finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom when my phone buzzed with a message notification.

I took a look.

It was a friend request from an unknown WeChat account.

After hesitating for a moment, I accepted it.

As soon as I added them, the other party immediately sent me a message.

【Willa, what have you done?]noveldrama

[Joey is now completely obsessed with you and won't even see me!]

I didn't expect that after I blocked Stacy, she would still be able to contact me so persistently.

I remembered the official announcement post I saw on Stacy's social media

before I left, and I gave a mocking smile as I replied.

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99 Bloody Lashes And A Bullet To His Heart

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[You and Joey were already together, weren't you?]

[I've already given you my spot. What more do you want?]

I had clearly fulfilled their wish by letting go of Joey and Stacy, but Stacy was clearly not satisfied.

[1, you did all this on purpose! On purpose to make Joey never forget you!]

I looked at the messages Stacy sent, feeling both amused and a secret sense of satisfaction.

[You wanted to be both the unforgettable love in his heart and his legitimate wife, didn't you?]

【Stacy, greed is a sure way to invite divine retribution.]

After sending this message, I didn't want to tangle Stacy anymore and blocked her again.

Thinking back to the experience on the plane when I returned to the country, I still felt that I couldn't let go of my

mission and dream as a doctor.

I called the Chief Doctor and expressed my desire to return to the hospital to continue working.

When the Chief Doctor said he would welcome me back, I finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The next morning, I drove to the hospital to resume my duties.

As I passed a traffic light on a main road, a parent with a child, who was looking down at their phone, didn't notice the red light and walked onto the crosswalk.

The child was running and laughing on the crosswalk, about to be hit.

My pupils shrank, and I quickly swerved and slammed on the brakes to avoid the collision.

Unfortunately, just as I avoided the pedestrian, another car passed through the intersection, and there was a

"bang"-

The front ends of the two cars scraped past each other with a loud noise. Fortunately, the other driver reacted in time, and I had braked promptly, so no major accident occurred.

I had just caught my breath when I saw the Maybach logo on the opposite car, and my face turned even paler.

The parent who had run the red light was holding the child, who was crying and clinging to the parent's leg in panic.

The parent didn't recognize the Maybach but knew it was an expensive luxury car that they couldn't possibly afford to compensate for, and they were completely stunned.

At the busy intersection, vehicles continued to pass by, and pedestrians only gave them a look of sympathy or pity before continuing on their way.

I quickly opened the car door and got out to check the damage.

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I saw that the front end of the other car was slightly deformed from the scrape, but

my BMW, with its broken headlights, was clearly more damaged.

This was my first time in such an accident, and I was somewhat panicked.

Although I had swerved to avoid the pedestrian, the responsibility for the scrape still lay with me, and I didn't know how the traffic police would determine the liability.

If I were found to be primarily responsible, how much would I have to pay? Would the money I had saved be enough to compensate for the damage to the Maybach?

While I was worrying and feeling distressed, the door of the Maybach opened. A well-dressed, elegant man in a suit got out of the passenger seat, closed the door, and took a look at the scrape mark.