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... you to the hospital right now." Simon Ford pressed hard on Leah Thorne’s injured right cheek.
But it seemed it couldn’t be stopped; the blood from the wound kept flowing out.
So much blood.
Leah’s pupils kept dilating, she handed the voice recorder to Simon and then tightly held his hand, her voice weak and powerless, "Daddy... Mommy... I did... great, right?"
Simon nodded continuously, holding back the tears in his bloodshot eyes, "Yes, Leah, you did great."
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