Hearing that, Holy sat there and bit the thing in his mouth hard, and with that bite, a trickle of blood flowed out from his mouth.
Alice's leg instantly weakened. With one hand, William caught her and looked at Holy with, "Open your mouth."
Holy glared at William and continued to bite. He continued to chew as more blood came out from his mouth.
"Pry his mouth open!"
William commanded coldly as he hugged Alice.
"Yes."
The two doctors nodded. Alice looked at Holy in pain, "Holy, be good and spit out what is in your mouth."
Hearing Alice's voice, Holy slowly opened his mouth. The small mouth was smeared with blood.
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Alice looked at Holy in shock.
Holy raised his little hand and spat out the thing in his mouth. A brooch covered in blood lay in his small hand.
"Holy, why are you eating this?" Alice did not have time to think and spoke to the doctor: "Quickly inspect his mouth, quickly."
Holy passed the brooch in his hand to William and stared at him, "This is for you."
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Alice looked at him in astonishment, then looked at William at a loss.
William stood there and spoke with a low voice, "The reason."
"I wish you a happy wedding."
Holy said each word, and more blood came out of his mouth.
Only then did Alice realise that Holy's eyes had a hint of resentment. He stared at William with resentment and that gaze made everyone panic.
"What's going on?"
Alice looked at William in confusion as he reached out to receive the blood stained brooch. When he saw the bite marks on the brooch, "I've heard that you're smart, but it seems you're only so-so."
"I don't like being your son."
Holy's eyes were filled with hatred.
"What a pity, it's fate." William said, holding the blood stained brooch tightly in his hand, "Thank you."
Holy turned his head, he did not look at William.
Alice and William accompanied Holy in treating his wounds. The doctor gave Holy an injection and under the effect of the drug, Holy immediately fell asleep.
Alice carefully helped him change his bloodied clothes before walking out of the infirmary.
William stood on the stairs in front of the infirmary and raised his hand above his head. His thumb and forefinger were pinching the brooch, and the diamonds on it glistened under the sun.
"Why did you shoot that gun in the end?"
Alice stood at the door and asked.
During the last two seconds, William shot at the car window without any target. If Mona kept squatting or he shot incorrectly, it would make her so anxious that she would kill Holy.
"She risked her life to destroy our family. When she heard that I was going to kill you, she would definitely hide behind the window and watch." William said with certainty.
"What about the shooting position?" Alice asked, "You've calculated it already, what if you miss it?"
"I won't."
William's tone was insolent, he put down the hand and turned to look at her.
"Are you that sure?" Alice asked.
"Even if she was not killed, at that moment, she would be in extreme pain and get distracted. This is the reaction of a human body and even she could not control it, at this time, Daniel went up to grab the dagger."
William said as he sat down on the stairs.
So that's how it was.
No wonder Daniel used such a fast speed to rush out and snatched the dagger away from her without even thinking. He didn't even have the chance to take a look at Mona.
This was because he had to use this most important second to save Holy.
Alice sat down beside him and stared at him, "William, you're so awesome, not like me."
In those ten seconds, she did not think of anything. She only thought that if her death could save Holy's life, she would be willing to die.
"Great mother, sacrifice herself to save her son." William spinned the brooch in his hand and snorted. He glared at her unhappily, "You don't believe in my ability?"
She did not believe that he would be able to save Holy and went to pick up the fruit knife to commit suicide.
"I believe you."
Alice bit her lips, feeling powerless when she tried to explain.
At that time, the pressure was too great. She couldn't stand that countdown.
"You call this believing?" William stared at her, his tone was filled with unease, "In your eyes, your son is still more important, what is my rank?"
Was this the jealousy of a child? Alice looked at him, pursed her lips, wanting to explain something, but after thinking about it, she said, "Yes, at that time, I admitted that I was stupid, and I couldn't think of another way. If I had to use my life in exchange for Holy or Kathy's life, I wouldn't hesitate."
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