Kill Me, Heal Me

Chapter 125 She's untreatable.

The same second that Ethan Mo carried Belle Ye into the car, a dark gray Bentley drove up silently and stopped in front of them. Nathan Luo got out of the car, followed by assistant Jason.

Nathan Luo wore a pure black twill shirt, together with a casual black trouser, but his simple dress was outstanding on him.

Only Jason who was the closest to him could see that there were some wrinkles on his boss's clothes and dust on the bright leather shoes of his, which showed the fact that Nathan rushed to here.

Ethan was blocking the door with his body. His face was covered with frost, and his black eyes glanced at Barry Mo and Xu Xing who were on standby.

"Go ahead and go to the hospital!" After finishing speaking, he glanced at Nathan Luo and got in the car without hesitation.

"Ethan Mo, I'm here to take Belle home." Nathan's black eyes passed Ethan Mo and looked at Belle in the car. From the outside, he could not see clearly the person lying inside, but he knew that his Belle was inside.

When he got the news that Belle might be here, he shortened the half-hour journey by two-thirds. The speed on the road shocked Jason who was following him.

Yet, still, it was just a step slower.

Ethan did not even look at him and urged Xu Xing, "Drive!"

Xu got cold sweats on his forehead. He also wanted to drive, but—

Nathan Luo was standing in front of them, making it clear that he did not want them to go. If he drove, then...

"Move aside!" Ethan was so anxious that he lost his sense of measure because the woman on the back seat was already unconscious. Her weak body convulsed violently, and the kid lying on her choked over and over again...

He pushed Xu away from the driver's seat irritably and got into it by himself. His fingers on the steering wheel creaked. With the storms brewing in his gloomy pupils and his solemn expression, Xu knew Ethan would definitely drive the car over the people in the way.

Ethan put into gear and his right foot suddenly stepped on the accelerator, turning the car into a roaring monster that charged into Nathan.

"Sir!" Jason's face was pale, and he rushed to knock Nathan away at once.

The car almost wiped his arms, which scared the soul out of Jason’s body, "S...sir, are you okay?"

Nathan stared at the car going away, turned around to the Bentley, and occupied the driver's seat once again. Jason and the driver were both asked to sit in the back seat, before the Bentley rushing after Ethan’s car.

In the hospital, Belle Ye was sent to the emergency room, while Ethan and others were all driven out by doctors.

Frank Ye stopped crying. His eyes were so red that they looked like a pair of rabbit’s eyes, and he followed Ethan's feet timidly wherever Ethan went.

Ethan looked down at him. This kid...He really thought he was mentally flawed before.

He did send people to the port, but the focus was on the airport and the station, so his men in the port did not find any trace of Belle. If it was not for this kid to take the initiative to find them...

Thinking of that, Ethan felt like his chest was being pressed by a boulder. If the kid did not find them, or if he did not happen to be around, then Ethan could not imagine what could those people do to Belle Ye.

After waiting outside of the emergency room for more than two hours, the door was finally pushed open from the inside. Ethan Mo hesitated but still stepped in.

"Doctor, she—"

"Is the patient's family here?"

"I um, I’m her friend, what happened to her?"

"Oh..." The doctor's expression was serious, and the nurses who came out after him were all nervous, which made Ethan's heart twitched.

"We can't cure her." The tone of the doctor was full of regrets: "It is a miracle that the patient can persist until now, Mr. Mo. She won’t last for long. You can tell her family to prepare for the funeral now."

Ethan seemed to forget how to breathe after hearing the doctor’s words.

What?

She could not be cured?

She would not last long?

The funeral?

How could it be?

His heart trembled suddenly and violently.

Ethan got his face changed suddenly, pushing the doctor and nurse away and rushing into the emergency room. It was too late to stop him, and in the blink of eyes, Ethan Mo rushed to Belle's bed.

The woman lay quietly, falling into a deep and heavy sleep. Her complexion was pale as a ghost, showing even the light blue blood vessels under her skin.

Thin, haggard, and weak was she.

"Belle...Ye..." He called out her name.

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"Belle Ye, wake up!" He raised his hand, trying to wake her up, while when his finger just touched her cheek, he felt a bone-chilling cold, which got his hands trembled, so he dared not use any more force.

"Mr. Mo, she is still in a coma, let's go out to talk." The attending doctor hurried in and called him away, but Ethan refused to go, guarding the hospital bed like a manipulated puppet staring at Belle stupidly. He ignored all the figures and voices around him.

It took a long time for Ethan to return to his senses.

"What's the matter?" He followed the doctor out of the ward before leaving Barry Mo to watch Frank Ye.

"Mr. Mo, has the patient ever been kidnapped?"

Kidnapping?

Ethan Mo was startled, and subconsciously replied: "No."

He did not understand why the doctor would ask this.

"The patient has been abused, and her body has many fatal wounds. Her throat, collarbone, scapula, lower abdomen, knees, etc. have suffered serious injuries of various sizes. Also..." The doctor paused, "Her kidneys, liver, lungs...everything that could be transplanted was removed...only half was left to barely support her to survive..."

Ethan's breathing was stagnant little by little!

All his fingers clasped his palms tightly, and in the gloomy eyes of his, a storm was approaching.

"Doctor, keep her alive! At any event!"

The attending doctor in charge of Belle wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said bitterly: "We’ll do whatever we can, but she’s essentially untreatable. Yes, we can keep her breathing through medicines, while it will only make her much more painful day by day. "

"What about transplants?"

"Transplantation might be a way out, but her body is completely broken. Not to mention that the kidney source is difficult to find. We have no idea whether she can make it to the day when the kidney source and other transplantable ones are found. And...the risk of surgery is very high. Less than ten percent."

Not even ten percent...