But when she asked about Daniel Harris’s condition, the nurse was not clear on the specifics and only said that she heard from other nurses that when they found her, there was a man lying on top of her, shielding her from most of the blast, which is why she was only lightly injured. That man had already been sent to the emergency room for treatment.
Mabel Quinn couldn’t care less about continuing her treatment or getting checked up and hurriedly found the surgery room where Daniel Harris was undergoing an operation.
At this moment, her mind was filled with images of Daniel Harris running up to her, his worried and anxious questions, then his sudden change of expression, the scene of him throwing away the badge and the box, and... that sentence she heard amid the explosion sound...
Did he give her his life? Using his life to save hers... in such a way... Her chest felt so heavy, and her mind was full of chaotic images.
In the rainy night of a storm, she spoke about the road ahead, while he carried her on his back, he said, "If we manage to live on, it will be my turn to protect you, even if I’m just a useless blind man, I will protect you with all my might." Dıscover more novels at N0veI.Fiɾe.net
In the coffee shop, Grace Yowell said, when Daniel Harris left Drumbeat Village, his last words to her while she was fevered and unconscious were - he would not forget her, would remember her for a lifetime, his life was given by her, and from then on, he would live well, treasure this life that she had given back to him.
He treasured his life, yet ruthlessly used it for her protection.
She was only lightly injured, so what about Daniel Harris? How serious were Daniel’s injuries?
Mabel Quinn could hardly dare to imagine further.
Suddenly, rapid footsteps sounded, and Mabel Quinn was quickly pulled into a wide embrace.
"Mabel!" That voice, as if separated by thousands or even millions of years, was like a soul-deep relief, and those arms trembled, yet still held her tight, as if clutching a life-saving piece of driftwood.
This is... Kyle Kinston!
Even without looking up, even without seeing who it was, just from the aura and the sound of those two words, she could be absolutely sure it was him.
After the embrace, he immediately let go, looked at her anxiously, and asked, "How are you? Does it hurt? Besides the injury on your forehead, where else are you hurt?" A series of questions poured from Kyle Kinston’s mouth.
At this moment, what he could see was only a piece of white gauze covering her forehead, her clothes stained with some blood, but he couldn’t determine where else she was injured.
Kyle Kinston almost wanted to check Mabel Quinn thoroughly on the spot.
"I’m fine." Mabel Quinn hurriedly said, "It’s just some scrapes, nothing serious. The one truly injured is..." She paused, looked towards the surgery room still in operation, and said chokingly, "It’s Daniel Harris... when the bomb exploded, he saved me..."
It’s hard to describe what kind of feeling it was at this moment, but her nose was tingling, and that sour feeling kept welling up to her eyes.
Kyle Kinston was stunned. He didn’t know what exactly happened with the explosion, he just couldn’t reach her on the phone, knew that all the explosion victims were sent to this hospital, so he hurriedly came to the hospital to find her.