Unwanted Daddy Don't Come Closer to Mommy

Chapter 293 The past is fleeting.

Sonia looks at the Dixon in front of her. She didn't understand why his eyes would get red when he stared at an egg. She stood up in a hurry to clean up the kitchen utensils. When she turned around, Dixon had already eaten the egg. She didn't know when he ate it. When she took the plate back, Dixon also took the plate up. When they touched their fingers each other, Sonia shrank her hand back like suffering an electric shock.

"Sorry..." She looked at Dixon slightly nervously and watched him put things in the sink. Dixon was like a bow pulled to tightness, resisting semotions. Sonia turned to see him and asked softly, "Sir, did you pay for my hospitalization... for me?" Dixon turned his face. His deep face was still exquisite. But his eyes were deep, with... the emotion that made Sonia incomprehensible but shocking.

The man said hoarsely, "Don't care about these expenses." "But..." "I owe you that." After he finished this sentence, they fell silent at the stime. Sonia was stiff, and her injuries were aching slightly. She wanted to get back to bed, but the man in front of her was still in this room. His eyes were heavy and deep, as if he were burdened with many secrets, which made her ... unable to parry. Perhaps a lot of things happened to them before, but she forgot them.

Forgetting is really a good way. She went on, but Dixon stayed where he was.

Sonia remembered spictures in the depths of her brain. She closed her eyes and frowned, as if there were cries in her ears, accompanied by harsh sirens that cut through the sky- "Doctor, help her! Doctor!" "Call an ambulance! Ambulance!" Who is... who is screaming at the top of his voice, standing in front of Dr. Lenard, holding his white coat with bloody hands. The red blood dyed Dr. Lenard's white coat red. "Lenard, she was stabbed several times. Her chest was injured. Save her, can you save her? I can get down on my knees for you-!" ... Hazy but sharp red warning lights and blood are connected into a horizon. Sonia's brain is chaotic. Countless fragments of memory keep passing through her mind.

It is a bloody scene. A crisis is coming.

The warning lights kept flashing. Then she saw the lights at the door of the operating room. Later, she was in a coma and heard someone say, "She needs blood! Transfer the blood bank quickly! The patient lost too much blood! It seems to be the voice of Lenard, a handsdoctor. It turned out to be him who operated on her...

"No blood? Go to the hospital next door to transfer, con!" Lenard roared, "How can there be no blood at this fucking time! Are you kidding me!" When Dixon heard it, his eyeballs were bloodshot. He gripped Lenard's bloody surgery isolation suit tightly. "What's the matter with her? Is there any danger? "Put on the isolation suit and transfer blood to her." Lenard looked at him. "Do you have A blood type?" Dixon put on sterile isolation clothes without thinking. Later, in the operating room, he sat next to the operating table of Sonia, with a soft needle tied to his arm and a hose attached to it. Deep red blood kept coming out of his body through pressure and slowly injected into the body of Sonia.

His face was pale. When they operated on Sonia to set her broken bones, blood splashed on Lenard's face, and a few drops splashed under the eyes of Dixon. When he watched blood gushing out of Sonia's chest, his heart was painful to the extreme.

Lenard shouted the names of various surgical instruments. Countless people's fingers were constantly suturing. The little nurse next to him quickly and accurately passed the scalpel to Lenard. This is the first tthat Dixon has seen the scene in the operating room with his own eyes. They were racing against time. The scene was bloody and shocking.

He looked at the bloody flesh in the chest of Sonia and heard Lenard tut. "Her rib is broken." It's broken.

Dixon felt that his heart had been shot. His face was whiter. "Where is it broken?" "Near the chest." Lenard didn't look at him. He was still concentrating on the operation. "Fortunately, you didn't touch her at that tto prevent the second injury. If the bone breaks and moves, it will poke into other organs." Dixon terrified. He was already crazy at that time. When he saw the blood flowing out of Sonia, he felt that his consciousness was disappearing with the blood.

"Enough, you have lost too much blood. The hospital next door should transfer the blood at this time." Lenard finally took a look at the Dixon. "Now I'll put stitches into her wound hurt by the knife. It does not hurt the organs, but it is quite deep." Dixon saw the flesh and blood on the back of Sonia. He stood there, as if his soul left his body. She helped him block it. If it wasn't Sonia, it would be him lying here now...

"I'm fine, I'm OK." Dixon turned his pale face to Lenard. "Before you receive blood bags, I can always transfuse blood to her!" "Are you crazy?" Lenard glared at Dixon when he changed scalpel, "You want to die? Who will take care of Sonia when she wakes up?'

Dixon's pupils contracted. Lenard said, "Go to enrich your blood and have a rest, I promise she won't have an accident. You go back·t& sleep now. You will be unconscious if you lose too much blood." Dixon was sent out by the free nurse. He took off his isolation suit. He passed by the toilet and looked inside, and saw a drop of blood spattered under his eyes. The blood of Sonia...

Dixon turned pale. At this time, Carney cto pick him up. He returned to the car while pressing the white! pinhole with an his hand. Carney scrambled to prepare many blood-enriching things. "Mr. Borris, there is donkey-hide gelatin, red dates, longan porridge..." Dixon laughed a few times. Then he burst out tears. His voice was hoarse, just like his throat was cut. "Carney, this is the blood I owe her."

At this moment, there are countless pictures appearing and disappearing instantly in her mind. Her pupils are blank. Skie goes back a few steps. Then she quickly returns to consciousness because of pain. The woman pressed her temple and let out a low cry. Dixon heard the sound. He threw down the plate in his hand and rushed to her. "Sonia? What's wrong with you?" "I..." Sonia turned pale. She took a deep breath, and she was shaking all over the body. "I seem to have seen the scene of the past, but it's too fast..." It was too fast, so she couldn't catch it at all... Dixon's face changed. "You... you remember?" Sonia shook her head and frowned, as if she were enduring great pain. "I... I can't remember..." Dixon didn't speak. He held her to bed directly. Sonia was frightened and wanted to call, but he didn't call it out. Because she saw the eyes of the Dixon. They were dark as night, engulfing everything.