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Vivian was squatting down on the ground when John rushed to the hospital. She glued at the operating room with hands locked together on her chest.

The blood on the ground had already coagulated into dark red. Roe's exposed toes turned out. All those wounds were shocking.

John felt his heart almost stopped that moment. He was even afraid of moving close to her or she would just fall to pieces.

"It's all right, Vivi. Don't worry, I'm with you." John cradled her into his arms. He trembled unconsciously when he noticed her bloodshot eyes and faint breath.

At least, at least she was alive.

Once being informed, John left all the works behind. He ran through red lights and dumped the car when arrived.

He simply found Vivian following the blood on the ground without even asking. For the first time, an urbane man like John had the urge to murder someone when he saw those flecks of blood.

It seemed that Vivian was already senseless to John. She looked at John with her eyes no longer being bright anymore. Her voice was hoarse, full of vicissitudes and helplessness. "Roe, where is Roe..."

John swept his eyes over the red light of ICU room and responded gently, "Roe is still in the operating room and he will be back soon. Don't worry! Let's take care of your wounds first." "No, I am not going anywhere. I'm staying here for Roe." Vivian grabbed John's sleeve tightly with full restlessness and terror in her eyes, as if Roe would disappear if she let it go. Vivian didn't know how long she had been squatting here. Her thigh felt numb if she moved a little. If John didn't prop her up, she would already fall on the ground. Even so, Vivian didn't let John go. "Roe will be alright right, John? He will be fine. He is only four years old. Why he have to suffer all of these? This is all my fault."

Vivian released her uninjured arm, slapped her face with all strength over and over again. She kept blaming herself, "I made all the mistakes. Roe didn't need to suffer all of these for me."

It was too late for John to stop her. Vivian's face blushed a lot. He snuggled Vivian fondly and distressed before she kept fretting herself.

"Please don't hurt yourself anymore, Vivi. Don't take all the responsibility for something you didn't do."

"It is... it's all because of me..." Vivian sniffed finally. The guilt and blame filled her up. She could scarcely breathe. The more she struggled, the more she got gripped by these feelings.

"If I had paid more attention when I was pregnant, he wouldn't be born prematurely with a heart disease. He was in great danger last time, just like this."

"He is eager to be like an ordinary kid, frolic in the sunshine and enjoy himself without being worried about his physical fitness. This is all my fault."

Selina just arrived and heard what Vivian said, and tears were welling up in her eyes. She kicked the corner hard and lifted her head up to resist crying.

She knew her appearance and comfort would be unnecessary and pale. The main culprits got clean away. That woman wouldn't confess even when they found her.

While Vivian and Roe would take all the consequences, Selina couldn't imagine what Vivian would be like if Roe was not rescued. She was most likely to leave together with Roe.

She knew Roe was the only support for Vivian. Though Angie meant to pay for her fault, the man should be responsible for most of this.

If it was not William, Angie wouldn't make trouble for Vivian. There was no way for Vivian to feel pain and fall in the abyss of despair by herself while William lived at ease. Selina was outraged. This time, no one could stop her for her friend or Roe anymore.

She then checked the route and came after William resolutely.

John realized what Selina just did. While he had to pacify Vivian at this time, he patted her softly on the back, "You did nothing wrong, Vivi. We all know how hard it is for you. Roe knows how deep your love is. He is a strong kid." Tears poured down on Vivian's face. She had already been drowned out by self-accusation and turned a deaf ear to everyone.

The door of the operating room opened. A doctor came out tiredly and glimpsed, "Where is the family member of the patient?"

Vivian was about to get up as soon as the door opened. As she squatted for too long and felt dizzily, John dragged her so she wouldn't fall down.

Even so, she could hardly see anything for the first few seconds and then stumbled along with her bare feet. She anxiously held a hand of the doctor, "I am. How is my son? Is he okay?"

The doctor felt a pain in his arm. The surgery took a few hours and he almost ran out of energy and patience when being held like this. He was about to yell out when he caught the sight of this barefoot woman with blood at her instep. Looking at the bandage on one of her hands, the doctor sighed with frustration, "Keep calm. He is out of danger for now, and is still under observation."

"Observation? What does that mean? Is he okay now, doctor? Please save him." Vivian was unable to think at that time. She thought Roe might be still at risk if he was under observation.

John tried to comfort her when he saw the grimace of the doctor, "Vivian, release your hand. Let him explain to you in detail."

Vivian then realized. She relaxed her grips and apologized, "I am so sorry, doctor."☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐