My Talented Babies & Genius Wife

Kieran is so smart, after listening to Kiki's words, he can easily think clearly about the causes and consequences of

some things.

After falling in love with him, her heart has never been given to anyone else.

Her so-called desire to be with Jacob is nothing more than a clumsy way she came up with to keep the baby in her

belly.

She must have thought that if she let him think that she was with someone else, he would stop trying to kill the

baby inside her.

Later, perhaps she felt that just staying away from him was not enough to ensure the safety of the child inside her,

so she simply lied to him that she had aborted the child.

She actually, most of all, cared for this child inside her belly, and she cared for him even more.

Only, since the beginning, he had never wanted her to abort their child.

Kiki's tears uncontrollably fell, thinking that Freya was now suffering, or even, had lost her breath, she was so

uncomfortable that her whole body could not control the trembling.

She clenched her teeth together, she was so angry that she wanted to fight with Kieran, but right now, every

second of time was extra precious to Freya, she had to, first, save Freya!

She steadied herself, took one step towards the ruins, reached out her hand, and began to pick up the dirt and

stones with Kieran.

Kieran's hands were already covered in blood, but he didn't feel the pain, his heart was already aching to the point

of death, how could he still feel the pain physically!

In fact, using tools like excavators or bulldozers could move the rubble faster, but they didn't know Freya's exact

location and were afraid that it would cause secondary damage to her body, so they could only use the dumbest

method to dig her out bit by bit.

Seeing Kiki's slender hands covered in blood, Quinn's heart ached to the core.

He couldn't let her get hurt, but he knew in his heart that if he stood in her way at this time, she would be upset for

the rest of her life.

So, instead of stopping her from digging into the dirt and stones in front of her, he accompanied her.

He thought that if he dug a little more, she would have an easier time, and that if she wanted Freya to live, he

would try to help her achieve her wish.

Kieran and Quinn's men, too, rushed over to help, and it was almost midnight when they finally saw Freya's figure

under the rubble.

Her body, huddled beneath the rubble, was covered in blood and she had no idea how many wounds she had

sustained.

She was already thin and curled up, making her body look even thinner and more pathetic.

Her body, trapped in the corner, didn't have too many rocks hitting her, but even so, she was still badly injured.

Kieran looked at the little woman who was huddled in the corner, motionless, and his whole heart tightened up.

When he couldn't see her, he went crazy trying to get her out from under the rubble, but now that he saw her, he

didn't dare to go over and touch her.

He was afraid that, having gone over and taken her in his arms, what he had in his arms was a cold corpse.

He could only, a short distance away, his voice trembling as he called her name, "Freya."

He hoped that she would move, or make a sound, so that he would know that she was still alive and his heart would

not be in such a state of panic.

His voice did not receive the slightest response from Freya.

She remained motionless, huddled in the corner, holding her position protecting her stomach, as if petrified.

The blood on her body, which had dried up somewhat, was also on her legs and feet, and Kieran's throat tingled,

and he wondered if, in all that blood, there was their child's blood.

"Freya!"

Kiki's tears rolled down, and her voice trembled terribly.

After a brief moment of stagnation, she rushed madly to Freya.

She tried to hold her hard, but she couldn't use much strength, and with her hands full of bruises, she couldn't hold

her.

Just as she touched her body, her body, which had been curled up, jerked back and fell to the ground, motionless.

"Freya!"

Seeing that Freya's face was covered in blood, Kiki's fingertips were trembling uncontrollably, she raised her hand

tremblingly, she was just about to try and see if she still had breath, when Freya's body was already being held

tightly in Kieran's arms.

"Freya, wake up! Wake up!"

This time, he still did not get a half-hearted response.

Her body was terribly cold, and Kieran's heart was also getting colder by the inch. Fortunately, there was still a faint

breath coming from her nose, and when he felt that little breath, he was so excited that he almost burst into tears.

She's still breathing! She's still alive!

As long as she is alive, there is still hope for everything!

"Freya, I won't let anything happen to you! I won't let anything happen to you!"

Kieran muttered this over and over again, as if he was saying it to Freya, but in fact, he was telling him himself.

"Freya, you'll be fine, you'll be fine!"

As if, by saying over and over again that she would be fine, she could live well enough to open her eyes again and

see him.

The back of Freya's head was injured and her body was too badly bruised for the makeshift rescue centre set up in

the disaster area to do anything about it.

Fortunately, Quinn flew over in a private jet, and they did not dare to delay at all, taking Freya back to Arkpool City.

Kieran kept hugging her hard, and his hand clutched hers tightly.

His palm, constantly sweating, seemed to be warmed by the warmth of his body, and her hand became less cold,

but even so, she still looked terribly fragile, as if, as soon as he let go of her hand, she would leave him completely.

Until Freya was about to be wheeled into the emergency room, Kieran was still unwilling to let go of her hand.

It was only after the doctor said that his stubbornness would prevent them from saving Freya that he fondly let go

of her hand.

At the relief centre in the disaster area, the doctors have already treated the traumatic injuries on Freya's body

briefly.

External wounds are well treated, but internal wounds are difficult to heal.

The medical rescue centre in the disaster area has experts in related areas, but they kept shaking their heads at

Freya's situation.

Standing outside the emergency room, Kieran's mind reverberated with the words of the doctors in the affected

area.

She was fine, she was going to be fine!

He could not believe that she would leave him like that, but he was still afraid. He was afraid that, after the door of

the emergency room was pushed open, the doctor would say, "We have done all we can.

The light in the emergency room remained on for more than ten hours before the doctor pushed open the door to

the emergency room and walked out.

Seeing the doctor's solemn and tired face, Kieran's heart, inch by inch, sank.

His voice was tinged with an afflicted caution, "Doctor, how is she?"