Chapter 271 Can’t Wake Up
“Bang!”
Fiona was kicked to the ground.
This kick was full of strength.
“Who kicked me… Which bitch!”
The swift and fierce kick came too quickly, and Fiona did not see who kicked her at all.
By the time she stood up with her hands on her waist, Jamie had already carried Ellen into the car and left.
She hurriedly chased after him, and her face was sprayed by the exhaust of the car!
Fiona stomped her feet!
“Ah!”
She chased after him unwillingly.
Inside the car, Jamie’s arm was still bleeding. He seemed to have not seen it and completely ignored it.
The wind and rain were fierce, and the car drove to New York’s funeral parlor.
Ellen was so quiet that she didn’t seem to be breathing.
She shrank into a ball in the corner of the car. If Jamie got even a little bit closer, she would go crazy, scream, torture herself, and then vomit blood.
Jamie didn’t dare to get close to her.
It was just a few minutes, but Jamie felt like he had been through years.
If she wasn’t too weak….
If it was the right angle….
Then he would lose her.
This thought instantly shocked him!
In the funeral parlor.
The repairer was making urgent repairs to Chris’ body.
Ellen was unwilling to sit on the stool and crouched at the door.
Like a puppy that no one wanted, she stared at the door of the repairer’s room.
Her father was inside…
When she was young, he would put her on his shoulder and let her look at the sun. When it was rainy, he would help her hold the umbrella to shelter her from the wind and rain.
When her father was there, she felt hopeful.
Now… there was nothing.
Her mountain collapsed.
The door to the repairer’s room opened.
Ellen moved in on her knees.
Jamie did not dare to touch her, afraid that she would suddenly go crazy.
Chris lay quietly on the white bed.
After Ellen bowed three times, her hands trembled and she could not exert any strength.
She trembled and asked the staff for help, “Can, can you lift the cloth for me?”
Jamie heard the voice and walked over. Before he got close, he heard Ellen roar with resentment.
“Don’t touch him!”
The three words seemed to use up all her strength.
“Don’t touch him. Stay away from him. I beg you!” Ellen’s eyes were bloodshot.
Jamie’s veins popped up for a moment as if he wanted to say something. Suddenly, his phone vibrated.
Without saying anything, he turned around and went out to answer the phone.
The staff lifted the white cloth. Chris’ face did not look good even if it had been repaired.
His face was covered with dense stitches, looking particularly terrifying.
“Ah…”
Ellen cried out in pain. It was too hard for her to accept.
She felt that his heart was dug out by someone with bare hands. It was too painful.
Even her stomach was like having a hundred holes. It was stirred up. She was in so much pain that she wanted to die.
Outside the door.
Jamie was answering Jack’s call.
Jack was left here to deal with the follow-up.
“Mr. McBride, Ms. Robbins’ mother heard the news that Mr. Robbins jumped off the building. She was in a hurry to walk through the safe passage and fell down. She was hurt in the head and her situation was very bad.”
“What?” Jamie narrowed his eyes.
Jack replied, “The doctor said that the back of her head was injured. Her brain is full of blood clots. She should not be able to
wake up.”
“Useless thing!”
“What are these doctors doing?” Jamie roared.
He pressed his knuckles against his temples and controlled his breath. “I want the best medical resources. No matter what,
save Mrs. Wolseley.”
Jamie’s voice was trembling, and his hands were shaking. It was like he was talking to Jack or talking to himself.
“She can’t die. Ellen can’t lose her mother now.”
This was the first time Jack heard his boss trembling in fear.
This was really serious.
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