Chapter 855
Chapter 855:
The woman had an eight-year-old girl clutched tightly in her arms.
The child was in far better condition than her mother. Aside from a few scratches and the grime smeared across her face, she seemed fine. Tear tracks cut through the dust and dirt on her cheeks, making her look heartbreakingly pitiful.
Annabel’s chest tightened at the sight.
This mother was incredible. Even in a life-or-death situation, her first instinct had been to shield her child with her own body.
“Mom… Mom… wake up…” The little girl went still for a moment when she saw Annabel and the others. It took her a second to realize they had finally been found. But the relief didn’t last—she burst into tears again, tugging hard at the unconscious woman’s arm. “Mom, wake up… People came to save us p>
Annabel crouched beside her and spoke gently. “Yes, we’re here to save you. Don’t cry, okay p>
The rescue team quickly moved in. They carefully lifted the woman out from the ruins and placed her on a stretcher. Anika watched with a deep frown, worry written all over her face.
A rescue doctor led the little girl to a safer spot and tended to her scratches.
After crying for so long, the girl’s voice had gone hoarse. Though she was safe now, her eyes stayed fixed on her mother, trembling with fear.
She seemed to believe Annabel and Anika could help. Voice breaking, she pleaded, “Miss, please… help me. Save my mother p>
Anika stayed close to the stretcher, trying to help in any way she could—almost as if she could will the woman to wake up.
But the woman’s face was deathly pale, and she remained unconscious. No matter what the rescue doctors did, she didn’t respond.
Annabel reached for the little girl’s hand and said softly, “Let me check on your mom, okay? Don’t worry. We’ll do our best to save her p>
When they had pulled the two of them free, it was obvious the woman had been protecting her daughter. Annabel didn’t dare imagine what it must have felt like when beams and heavy concrete came crashing down onto her back.
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Annabel kept her tone reassuring for the child’s sake, but deep down, fear coiled in her stomach. The mother’s chances of surviving looked painfully slim.
After comforting the little girl as best she could, Annabel signaled to the doctor to keep a close eye on her. Then she went to the stretcher where the girl’s mother lay.
Anika slowly stood when she saw Annabel approaching, her expression tense.
Annabel’s first move was to assess the woman’s condition. She had been buried so long that the blood on her arms and legs had already dried.
“How is she?” Annabel asked, her brows drawn tight. “Have her wounds been treated p>
Anika let out a heavy sigh and glanced at the little girl not far away. She shook her head without answering.
Finally, one of the doctors spoke. “She and the child were trapped under the rubble for a long time. The fact that they held on until now is nothing short of a miracle. We’ve done our best to treat the severe abrasions on her back and body with what we have.” His voice lowered. “But we didn’t bring enough equipment to operate. And it’s too late to transfer her to town for treatment p>