The nurse snapped, “Get out of the way! You're only good enough to carry a patient.”
Feeling upset, Charlotte lowered her head and went to the corner.
A nurse, Hazel Longman, glanced at her before whispering to another nurse, Junie Sheridan. “She claims to be Dr. Berry's younger sister. Do you believe it?”
“Isn't Dr. Berry sisters with Penelope? If she is who she claims to be, would Dr. Berry be willing to let her come here to suffer? If my dad hadn't forced me to come, I wouldn't have.” Junie sighed.
“Same! This is way too tiring and difficult. I'm afraid another earthquake will happen again and bury me underground.”
“All right, that's enough of that. We should focus on helping people.”
Suddenly, a tall man carrying another on his back barged into the tent. “Mr. Joseph's injured. Treat him, hurry!”
The moment he ended his sentence, Charlotte felt as though her mind had exploded.
Expeditiously, she rose from the corner and darted toward Joseph. “Joseph, are you all right?”
Joseph, who had been laid down, had a swollen injury on his pale forehead. It was around five centimeters large, and blood was gushing out of it.
There were also some scratches on his arm. The bleeding from them had stained his shirt and raincoat red.
With great effort, Joseph opened his eyes and saw a beautiful, familiar face in front of him. Her eyes were turning red, and her countenance was as pale as a sheet.
Thinking that his eyes were playing tricks on him, he muttered, “Lottie? How's that possible? Did the rock hit me that hard on the head?”
“It's me, Joseph. It's Lottie. I'm here with Mum. She's with Dad right now.” Tears streamed down Charlotte's cheeks. Her greatest fear had happened.
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