My Dominant Contract Husband Won't Let Me Go-Chapter 553 He’s in Trouble (11)

She was like a madwoman, ignoring the pain all over her body, crawling up from the ground, stumbling as she ran towards Cheng Ziyang. Her steps were unsteady. Such a short distance, yet she fell several times. Finally pushing through the crowd, she stood there, looking at the man on the ground.

All she saw was a bright red pool of blood, continuously flowing out from Cheng Ziyang’s body, gradually staining the ground red.

He lay there with his eyes closed, so quietly within the blood, so quiet... as if he would never wake up again, never.

"No, no, don’t, don’t."

Dong Xin Yan shook her head in a daze. She stepped forward, her knees hitting the ground, and just like that, she knelt beside Cheng Ziyang, trembling violently all over, her hands trembling violently as well.

"Ziyang, Ziyang, wake up, wake up... don’t scare me, don’t scare me..."

Her voice was extremely hoarse, mixed with deep fear. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but she didn’t dare, didn’t dare at all. Her tears fell like broken pearls, one after another. She almost used all her strength to call out to Ziyang, but he didn’t open his eyes quickly like he used to, smiling gently at her, instead, he still kept his eyes closed, without any response, nothing at all.

"Help... help, someone help him, someone please help him! Please help him, I’m begging you, someone help him... ah—."

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Fortunately, there was a hospital nearby, and the ambulance arrived quickly. The paramedics urgently provided assistance to Cheng Ziyang, confirming he still had a weak pulse, deftly and cautiously moving him onto a stretcher, then lifting him into the ambulance.

"Are you the family member? Get in the car quickly!" a paramedic said to Dong Xin Yan, who was frozen on the side.

"Yes, I am."

Dong Xin Yan nodded unconsciously, quickly walked towards the vehicle. As she stepped into the car, she missed her step, crashing forward heavily, her forehead hitting hard, yet she didn’t feel any pain, swiftly got up and climbed in.

The rear door closed, the vehicle sped away.

Dong Xin Yan sat beside him, gripping Cheng Ziyang’s hand tightly. His hand was covered in blood, her hand was stained with his blood, so red, so bright. She kept shaking her head, murmuring, "Ziyang, you can’t be in trouble, you absolutely can’t be in trouble, you have to live, you have to wake up."

The paramedic saw her hands, feet, and forehead were bruised, one arm had a large abrasion, slightly seeping blood, and he couldn’t help but say, "Miss, you’re injured too, come over here, let me treat your wounds a bit first."

Dong Xin Yan couldn’t hear anything, as if lost in her own world, holding Cheng Ziyang’s hand tighter and tighter, like holding onto her last hope.

The vehicle arrived at the hospital, Cheng Ziyang was transferred to a gurney bed. Doctors and nurses pushed him towards the operating room, Dong Xin Yan still tightly held onto his hand, running alongside the gurney, until they reached the entrance of the operating room, where a nurse stopped her, "Miss, you can’t go inside the operating room, just wait outside."

"Doctor, please, you must save him, you have to save him, I’m begging you, I’m pleading with you."

The doctor nodded, politely and calmly, "Don’t worry, we’ll do our best."

The gurney was pushed into the operating room, and Dong Xin Yan’s hand parted from Cheng Ziyang’s hand bit by bit. Her gaze followed him firmly, until she couldn’t see anything...