The buckle sounded and the car window was knocked.
Violet took a few deep breaths and pulled open the car door to get down.
"Sorry, I didn't notice there was a car, it's my responsibility, do you think you should take the insurance or a private settlement?"
Violet was all apologetic and sincerely apologized.
The young man froze slightly at the sight of her.
Her looks
"Sir?"
Violet saw that he did not speak, but only stared at himself, his hand brushed against the small of his back and looked at him with some caution.
The man returned to his senses and saw her face pale, her hand caressing her belly, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled, "You're pregnant, are you okay?"
The man's voice is very gentle, a casual dress, set off his literary quality, gentle and elegant.
Violet just wants to get it over with and get out.
"I ...... hiss!"
She was about to say it was fine, but another crushing pain in the small of her back.
Violet blushed and covered her belly tightly and bowed her back, "My stomach hurts, I need to go to the hospital."
Seeing this, the young man looked aghast and hurriedly held her up.
"Take it easy, take a deep breath, relax your mind, I'll get you to the hospital right away."
With that, he immediately helped her into his car.
His voice was gentle and inexplicably reassuring.
Closer, it seems you can still smell a little faint smell of disinfectant coming from him.
Violet didn't pretend to be anything more than that, and smiled gratefully as she got into the car, "Sir, please."
The young man smiled, fastened his seat belt and then quickly started the car.
Violet took a few deep breaths, pulled out her cell phone and called Josie, telling her she was now on her way to the hospital.
When she hung up the phone, her forehead was already seeping with fine sweat.
She stroked her belly and prayed silently in her heart.
The child must not be okay.
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