To the Love of My Life

Chapter 323: 323: Blessing in Disguise (13)

Steve Burton’s heart softened a bit, his voice becoming somewhat gentler: “Who’s been bullying you?”

“Nobody bullied me…” Ruby Gregory replied haltingly, every so often interrupted by a sob, “Steve, I’m bleeding, I’m losing a lot of blood…”

There was a sign on the wall of the laboratory forbidding running or making noise; when Steve heard those words, his feet instantly propelled him towards the stairs and he began to run.

He raced out of the lab building, heading straight for the school gate.

During school hours at high school, the main gate only allows students in but not out, unless they have access passes from teachers.

When Steve got to the gate, he hesitated slightly then sidestepped to the railing nearby, took a few steps back, sprinted, and vaulted over the fence.

Ignoring the shouting from the security guard, Steve hailed an empty cab on the street, told the driver Ruby’s school name and huffed into the phone: “Where did you get hurt? Why are you bleeding?”

Ruby responded, completely off-topic: “Steve, I think I’m going to die, I have an incurable disease…” As if suddenly overcome by grief, there was the sound of Ruby crying into the phone: “I don’t want to die, Steve, what should I do…”

Steve lifted a hand to his forehead, feeling slightly dizzy, and tried his best to stay calm: “Where are you bleeding? How did you get hurt? Have you called an ambulance?”

After Steve had asked all three questions, Ruby who was on the phone finally stopped crying. There was a pause, and then she said honestly: “I didn’t call an ambulance, and I don’t know how I got hurt…”

“Ruby Gregory, could you be any sillier? The situation has escalated to an extent where you’re losing a lot of blood, but you don’t even know how you got hurt?” Steve scolded Ruby through the phone, then lifted his head to the cab driver in front of him: “Could you please call an ambulance to Daria High School for me?”

The cab driver, being relatively warm-hearted, immediately took out his cell phone after hearing about the severe bleeding.

Ruby started crying again after being scolded by Steve: “I really don’t know how I got hurt. I went to the bathroom and saw blood all over my underwear. I don’t know what happened… I started bleeding out of nowhere, and my stomach hurts… From the time I went to the bathroom until now, I have been bleeding non-stop… there are even clots…”

As Ruby cried and spoke, a blush gradually spread across Steve’s anxious face. He cleared his throat, turned to the cab driver who had just dialed a number on his phone and said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t need to make that call.”

The cab driver turned his head, looking at Steve suspiciously: “Is it too late? Is she dead?”

Steve didn’t reply, instead he pointed at a supermarket up ahead and said, “Stop the car in front.”

Steve paid the cab fare, then rushed into the supermarket, while awkwardly reassuring Ruby on the phone, “You’re not going to die.”