Chapter 38

I closed my eyes and pulled myself together. In a moment, I felt something tighten around my waist, and I was lifted off the ground. When I opened my eyes, I was being carried sideways in Bruce's arms. Our eyes met, and his voice trembled. "Don't be afraid, the medics are almost here." There was fatigue in his eyes, and his brow was furrowed tightly. He looked unusually anxious. Was this an illusion? I shifted my focus and closed my eyes before opening them again. I pushed his tense arm aside and said in a low voice, "I'm fine. Let me down." Bruce did not move. He looked up at John, who had rushed over. "Where are the medics?" he asked accusingly. His voice was unsteady and wavering. I was too close to him. I could even see the vein throbbing in his forehead. He had lost his composure. "They're coming. They're almost here." John looked helplessly at me and said comfortingly, "Nance, don't be scared. The rescue point is very close. You will be fine." I corrected him. "