I shook my head, fear overwhelmed me for a moment, my hands were trembling, and I heard noises coming from outside, as Hank had said, and someone was coming to rescue us.
I was vaguely aware that there seemed to be liquid flowing from my waist, my body jolted, I suddenly had a bad feeling, my voice trembled a bit and spoke, "Hank, how are you doing? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
His voice was still weak and he seemed to be holding on to consciousness to talk to me again, "It's okay!"
I got anxious and opened my mouth to call out to someone outside, "Help, we're here!"
When I opened my mouth again to call Hank, he didn't answer me, and the fluid on my waist seemed to be getting more and more, I felt like I was shaking almost my whole body, "Hank, how are you? Don't you fall asleep, you talk to me, don't fall asleep, please, don't fall asleep, help, please hurry, hurry!"
"Miss Kennedy, take it easy, we'll rescue you, right away!" A voice came from outside and I was already sobbing a little.
After a short time, the people outside finally plowed us out of the rubble, Hank shielded me underneath, and Rudolph, who was about to reach over to help, suddenly stopped moving when he touched Hank, and after a few seconds of hesitation, looked at the others and said, "Call the paramedics, ambulance, quick!"
I heard these words, suddenly the pupils contracted, breathing stagnant, the body also dead stiffened, not daring to have half a movement.
The paramedics arrived and carefully lifted Hank, who was nursing me, and then placed him on a stretcher. I was picked up by Rudolph, still breathing a little too hard to get a word out.
The whole person looked at the puddle of blood on the ground, the brain like a sudden dead general, I do not know how they arrived at the hospital.
Everything around me became quiet and still as I stood in front of the emergency room, watching the doctors come in and out, nervous, wanting to ask about Hank's condition but not being able to get a word out.
Someone seemed to be pulling me to where I was going, I was indifferent and motionless at the door of the operating room, I don't know how long it took for the light in the emergency room to turn red and for my heart to slacken off.
A few minutes later, the emergency room door was opened and the doctor in the white coat came out. I wanted to ask how Hank was doing, but I couldn't say a word and opened my mouth, my throat hurt a little.
The doctor looked at me, paused slightly, his eyes fell on me, frowned slightly, walked towards me and spoke, "Miss, are you all right?"
I shook my head and spoke, "No ...... thing!" My throat is so sore that the words I spit out are not clear.
The doctor looked behind me and spoke, "Please take this young lady to surgery to check if there is anything wrong with her!"
At this point I reacted with hindsight, I was almost covered in blood, the clothes I wore in the morning were light colored and were almost half stained red, no wonder the doctor sent me to surgery.
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