Worried about me?

The wailing of the siren echoes throughout the street as the ambulance rushed towards the hospital at full speed. The street was always busy with traffic regardless of the time. Even at ten pass midnight, there were still plenty of vehicles out on the street. Upcoming traffic on both sides had to pull over to make way for the emergency vehicles. Running through countless red lights along the way.

Inside the ambulance, the monitor beeps continuously at the beat of each of his heartbeat. His pulse was weak, but still alive. Nothing else was as important to Wang Yi-An compared to him still being alive. A teardrop fell out at the corner of her eyes as she held his hand.

Using both of her hands, she held onto his hand tight. She was afraid to lose him, holding on was the only thing she could do. Even when the paramedic asked her, “Miss, are you injured?” She shook her head without looking at them, as the bloodstains on her dress weren’t hers, but his.