Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1883: Chapter 1893: Olivia Lewis, I Can Give You

"How is it, is the patient still refusing treatment?"

"No, the patient still won’t let anyone get close."

"What should we do then? We can’t just let the wound bleed out like this. Should we use anesthetics?"

"There are no family members present, and the patient is still conscious. Without the patient’s consent, we can’t proceed with anesthesia."

Olivia Lewis’s mind went blank as she subconsciously looked towards the crowd.

She saw a man covered in blood lying quietly on the hospital bed. The bright red blood on him starkly contrasted with the hospital’s white sheets, making it shocking to watch.

It’s Adam Sinclair!

He was wearing the elegant suit he always favored, stained with dark red blood. There was a scratch on his handsome chin, his eyes shut tight, face pale...

It was the first time Olivia Lewis saw this man in such a disheveled state. She clenched her fists tightly, not even noticing her nails digging into her flesh.

Enna Clark didn’t expect Adam Sinclair to actually be in a car accident, and so severe at that.

Instinctively, she glanced at Olivia and then reached out, quietly patting her on the shoulder.

The secretary who had led them in hurried to the bedside, bent down and softly spoke to the man whose eyes were closed, as if he was unconscious, "President Sinclair, President Sinclair, Ms. Lewis is here."

The man who had been keeping his eyes shut suddenly opened them, and nearly instantly, looked in Olivia Lewis’s direction.

His deep eyes suddenly burst with a bright light, and he started moving, actually trying to sit up despite the pain.

The medical staff nearby noticed immediately and quickly stopped him, "Patient, please don’t move unnecessarily. The wound on your left thigh is very deep and moving can accelerate blood flow."

Adam Sinclair simply ignored them, determined to struggle to get up.

Olivia Lewis knew what he wanted to do, rushed to him in a few quick steps. Her throat felt as if it was being clenched by an invisible hand as she hoarsely uttered, "I’m here."

Adam Sinclair suddenly coughed, his body curling to the side as blood spurted out. Struggling to keep a breath, he reached out to her, opening his palm.

His hand was covered in blood, and the object in his palm was stained crimson, almost unrecognizable.

"What?"

Olivia Lewis paused.

Adam Sinclair’s face was as pale as if transparent, lips devoid of color. He opened his mouth, voice hoarse and broken, "Ring."

He seriously looked at the person in front of him, grasped her hand, and with all his strength placed the object from his palm onto her finger. Then, holding Olivia’s finger, with a smile on his face, he looked up at her, "Olivia Lewis, I can give you this."

—Olivia Lewis, I can give you this!

The ring on her ring finger still carried the scent of blood, burning her to the point she almost screamed.

Adam Sinclair’s lips still held a trace of a smile, his voice gentle like a feather skimming over the lake, "Thankfully... I’m still in time..." In time to personally put it on her, any later and he might not have held on. Fortunately, he waited until she arrived.

As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes closed again.

At the same time, his hand fell heavily.

Olivia Lewis’s pupils constricted into pinpoints, a scream nearly breaking through her throat. She covered her mouth tightly, preventing the sound from escaping.

But her eyes were already red, nearly recklessly grabbing the nurse’s hand beside her, "Save him! Hurry! Save him! Save him!"