President's Substitute Wife novel Chapter 425

I struggled on the snow with Sean on my back. I hurt my hand just now, so I hurt a lot.

The snow seemed to be very heavy here.

When I stepped on it, the snow could reach my calves.

I took out my cell phone from time to time to see if there was any signal.

But I was disappointed every time.

Why was there no signal here?

I was confused.

In the snowy night, although I could walk with the help of the door, my physical strength had been obviously consumed after a long time.

But I knew I may only have walked a kilometer.

I knew I couldn’t fall, or we may both die here.

I went on.

When I was about to lose consciousness, I heard a slight sound in Sean’s pants pocket.

That was the voice of SMS!

I was so excited!

I took out my cell phone and saw a signal!

I called 911 right away!

They said they would send an ambulance right away!

I saw hope at last.

I pulled Sean on.

At last I saw two yellow lights appear not far away.

The lights were like the light of hope in the snow night.

Soon the ambulance came near us.

A couple of paramedics picked up Sean before I got in.

I was in the ambulance watching the paramedics check on Sean.

Then a doctor came up and looked at my hand and said, “your hands are frostbitten. You have to move them.”

I looked down and found that my hands were purple. My wound seemed to freeze. At this time, my hands were hard to bend in the warm car.

The doctor looked at me and said, “don’t move. Wait until you get to the hospital and let the doctors there handle it for you.”

The ambulance took us to the nearest hospital.

I got out of the car and looked up to see the name of the hospital.

The Sunshine Hospital。

We got to Ming’s hospital.

I hoped he was not here.

I prayed in my heart.

But sometimes, everything followed Murphy’s law.

As soon as Sean was taken to the emergency room, I turned around and saw Ming, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time.

Now he didn’t wear glasses. His hair was shorter than before. He looked cold.

I looked at him and couldn’t help feeling strange.

Even so, I went over to him and said, “please don’t hurt Sean. If you don’t want to save him, we can transfer. We...”

“Am I so ugly in your mind?”

Ming interrupted me.

His cold eyes were dismayed.

He stooped and tried to grab my hand. I dodged subconsciously, but he grabbed my hand.

He looked at my hand and frowned, “you’re hurt but you still care about him. What if he’s just in a coma and your hands are going to be amputated?”

Ming’s words stunned me. “Amputation?”