Chapter 28

The luxury car galloped wildly on the road.

Burgess ran through more than a dozen red lights in one breath. He looked at the curled-up woman through the rearview mirror, and his heart tightened.

This was a feeling he had never had before.

"Oprah, it's okay. We'll be at the hospital soon..." Burgess whispered as if comforting himself and Oprah, and his voice was trembling.

Oprah was in great pain, and she was sweating profusely. Her clothes were soaked in cold sweat.

Her consciousness became increasingly unclear, and she vaguely felt that someone was holding her tightly in his arms and running, and there was an anxious, irritable, and hoarse voice screaming something in her ear.

"Doctor! Doctor! Come out!" Burgess rushed into the corridor and shouted.

Seeing Oprah being put on the hospital bed and pushed into the emergency room, Burgess held her hand tightly and wanted to go in together, but was stopped by a nurse in the next second, "Sir, I can understand your feelings, but the hospit