You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Her mind was blank when she grabbed the medical kit.

She hurried back to her room.

At the moment, he had passed out on her bed and was not as restless as before. He was so quiet, and his blood was slowly flowing on his arm. What a heartbreaking scene.

If she left him alone like that and let him sleep until tomorrow, perhaps he would be long dead.

She took a deep breath, stepped forward and opened the medical kit. The wound on his arms were not shallow, so he must have cut himself really hard.

She carefully cleaned the wound with iodine, sprinkled some anti- inflammatory powder over it to stop the bleeding, and then wrapped his arm tightly with a hemostatic bandage.

Finally, the bleeding stopped.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

She was afraid that he would get an infection.

She rummaged through the medical kit and found the antibiotic injection.

She remembered that she had used such an injection when she helped Karl deal with his gunshot wound.

There should be no problem with it.

As she stuck the sharp needle into his arm.

in sleep, he gave a soft

up and pushed in the injection fluid

muttered something under his

was low, almost inaudible, she heard it clearly. "Joyce, I'm

syringe in her hand, and she was

heart, there were

It was too messy.

thinking. At that moment,

he could clearly force her, and she could no longer resist, like a lamb

But he didn't.

cut himself and lost all the blood, than force

was

four years

hand and caressed his face. Those familiar lines were still as rigid

she still couldn't bear to see

was all the same four years

wouldn't have fired the fatal shot at Ricky when her life would have come to an

sort out

was something else that weighed on her heart and kept her breathless

except for Christian and Vicki, who had saved her

didn't even mention a single word