Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 1133

As soon as he saw Emily, Josiah rushed over eagerly.

He clutched her small hand tightly, "Emily, how do you feel now? Are you painful? I was wrong. I will never bully you again."

Emily lay motionless on the bed. Because of excessive blood loss, her face was as pale as paper, as if she had died.

Josiah trembled and put his finger before her nostrils to make sure she was still breathing before he let out a long sigh of relief.

Khalid stood with a sullen face. The woman lying on the bed was his wife in name only. It should’ve been him clutching her hand and ask her if she was okay now.

But he felt shameful before her.

Though he had a grudge against Emily, it was he that had hurt Emily most.

"Doctor, how is Emily?" Freya went up and asked the doctor who had just taken off his mask.

"She was kind of my patient before," That doctor handed the mask to his assistant, "it was a dangerous move. But her tongue has been successfully stitched up. Now her tongue is swollen and she may not be able to speak normally for some days. But she will recover later."

"The worse thing is, her disease."

Hearing the doctor's words, Freya became more upset. She knew that this injury had sapped her vitality greatly. It must have caused an aggravation of her condition.

"Thank you, doctor." Freya would take Emily's pulse later to determine her specific situation. Thus, she didn’t ask for further details.

After being pushed into a ward, Emily still didn't wake up. Josiah clutched her hand tightly all along, as if she would leave him if he let go.

"Josiah, stand aside."

"I won't let go!" Josiah stubbornly clutched Emily's hand, "No one is going to make me parted from Emily!"

Freya couldn't help but roll her eyes, thinking to herself, “If you had cherished her, she wouldn’t have suffered these things!”

"Josiah, I am going to take Emily’s pulse."

Hearing Freya's words, Josiah could only let go of Emily's hand even though he didn’t want to.

Freya put her fingers rested on Emily's wrist. Feeling her faint breath, Freya frowned.

Seeing Freya’s face, Josiah was nervous, "Freya, how is Emily? Will she get better?"

"Her condition has indeed deteriorated again." Freya sighed softly.

"What?!" Josiah stumbled violently. He almost collapsed after hearing Freya’s words.

He didn't speak, as Freya's words were lingering in his mind.

‘Her condition has indeed deteriorated again...’

The doctor had concluded that Emily had at most six months to live; and now, her condition had worsened again. So how much time could she have left?!

"Freya, help Emily! You must find a way to save her!"

Josiah never showed his weak side even if he suffered emotionally. This time, tears misted his eyes.

He grabbed Freya's hand tightly, and those bloodshot eyes carried an obvious plea, "Freya, you’re a skilled doctor. You can cure Kieran. You will find a way to cure Emily, won’t you?!"