trap rose

His palms were sweaty and his breathing was quick, but he couldn't focus on the sounds.

Wen Mian lay in a pool of blood, her body twisted, and blood kept pouring out of her wounds.

This scene blurred his vision, and he felt his throat tightening, and he could hardly speak.

He stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out, the tires leaving a deep mark on the road.

His heart beat harder. He didn't dare to look back at Wen Mian. He was afraid of seeing her helpless eyes.

The car drove away from the scene quickly, and the trees and buildings on the roadside became blurred.

His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes stared ahead, and he did not dare to relax at all.

He knew what he was doing was wrong, but he couldn't control his fear and panic.

He just wanted to escape from that place, escape from that scene that made his heart tremble.

The moment after the car accident, Wen Mian felt a sharp pain sweeping through his body.

Her body seemed to be hit hard by a huge force, causing her to instantly lose control of her body.

She wanted to move, but found that her limbs seemed to be tightly bound by invisible chains, making her unable to move.

As her consciousness gradually blurred, Wen Mian's eyes began to turn dark, as if a thick layer of fog enveloped her soul.

However, she could still vaguely feel everything around her.

She heard rapid footsteps and felt someone busy around her.

Doctors and medical staff rushed to the scene quickly and carried out rescue work nervously and orderly.

The sound of their urgent conversation rang in Wen Mian's ears, and their hands moved quickly and accurately on her body.

They gave her oxygen, gave her fluids, and performed CPR.

Wen Mian felt someone calling softly in her ear, the voice full of concern and anxiety.

She wanted to respond, but found that she didn't even have the strength to open her mouth.

She could only listen to the sound silently. Gradually, the sound became farther and farther away and blurred.

Before losing consciousness, Wen Mian saw the twinkling stars in the sky.

They seemed to be saying goodbye to her, telling her not to be afraid and to have a good rest.

As consciousness disappeared, Wen Mian completely fell into endless darkness.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and everything around him became quiet.

Doctors and medical staff are still rescuing her, and every move is full of respect and cherishment of life.

After an unknown amount of time, the ambulance finally arrived at the scene.

As the stretcher was slowly carried in, the air in the ambulance seemed to freeze instantly. Under the yellowish light, Wen Mian's face looked extremely pale, almost blending in with the white sheets. The subtle sound made by the instrument seems to be telling an isolated story, which is in sharp contrast with the noisy chaos of the outside world.

The doctor in the ambulance had a tense face and focused eyes. His hands were as flexible as a dancer's, and he quickly and steadily provided first aid to Wen Mian. A needle was gently inserted into Wen Mian's arm, and the light yellow liquid slowly flowed in, seeming to inject new vitality into her life. Every touch and every observation is extremely careful and serious.

On the electrocardiogram monitor next to him, the lines of vital signs were beating constantly, sometimes gently, sometimes rapidly. Every line tells the story of Wen Mian's life, and every ups and downs touches the hearts of everyone present.