Chapter 1538: Chapter 1538: Man-Eating Ants
When the dagger was chopping the iron chain, it felt both dull and clumsy!
But now, slicing through flesh and bone, it was sharp and precise, like cutting gold or jade!
With each chop, blood and flesh splattered!
Cherry’s face turned pale with pain, her hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, yet she gritted her teeth, chopping fiercely time and again! Pulling and tearing, she sought speed, treating that hand as if it were not her own!
Everyone around was stunned, shocked into silence, each staring at her like frozen statues.
Gavin Graves’ eyes were stained red by her blood, his mouth opened wanting to shout at her, to stop her, to curse her and hit her! But his throat seemed dead, unable to produce a single sound.
“Cher… Cherry…”
Her wrist was chopped to pieces by herself.
She pulled and tore, the joints separated—
A gush of blood sprayed out several meters, like a burst water pipe!
She fell to the ground and then got up, staggering to pick up one of the babies, placing it on a table filled with leftover food, before going back for the other.
As she did these things, the entire living room was silent, everyone stared blankly at her every move, forgetting to speak.
The swaddling clothes were layered, and inside were all ants.
Cherry shook open the swaddling clothes, ants fell like black specks.
The twins were still crying, their bodies covered with red marks, all biting wounds, some ants had bitten the tender eyelids, blood mixed with tears flowing down, truly pathetic!
These carnivorous ants were innately ferocious, once they bit into prey, they never let go.
Cherry, using one hand, frantically slapped away the ants on the babies, but couldn’t stop them from continuing to climb on the infants.
“Cherry! Use water!” Alexander Summers shouted hoarsely.
There was unfinished water on the table, Cherry picked it up and started rinsing it over the two children, the ants immediately scattered upon contact with water. The half bottle of water quickly ran out, she then picked up a wine bottle, using the wine in place of water.
She didn’t know how long she had been rinsing, nor if she had cleaned them well, her vision was darkening, her consciousness growing more and more scattered.
The excessive blood loss brought a cascade of reactions, pale complexion, oxygen deficit in the body, low blood pressure…
It seemed as if there were many people calling her by her ears.
Unclear.
Body exhausted, the wine bottle slipped from her hand, falling to the ground, crushing some ants.
The panicked escape of the carnivorous ants resembled rippling black waves…
She fell weakly…
In the last instant, she faintly saw countless ants gathering at the edge of the blood pool, a dense crowd… greedily coveting her flesh and blood…
…
Consciousness remained hazy.
Body cold.
Wounds hurt.
Unable to open her eyes…
Vaguely hearing voices: “There’s a healthcare service center on the ship, we must give her a blood transfusion as soon as possible…”
She wanted to know what was happening to her, trying her best to listen to those people talk, but the voices grew weaker, consciousness once again sinking…
Really bad, is she going to die?
So unwilling… she hasn’t lived enough, such a suitable good shell, who knows when she might encounter again.
And…
And… if she turns into a ghost, will Gavin Graves despise her again?
…
At night, the ward was silent.
Gavin Graves turned off the ceiling light, leaving only a lamp at the entrance, the room dim and gentle in its illumination.
Cherry lay on the hospital bed, eyes tightly closed, an uneasy expression on her face.
Purple Summers softly said to Gavin Graves, “I’ll come see her again tomorrow, don’t tire yourself too much.”
Gavin Graves nodded slightly, “Mm, thank you.”
The cruiser docked at Pearlpoint, it was Alexander Summers and Purple Summers who arranged the best hospital and the best surgeon for Cherry.
Her life was saved, but the severed hand was gnawed by carnivorous ants beyond repair, making reattachment surgery impossible.
Gavin Graves gently lifted the stray hair from her forehead.
She seemed to be caught in a nightmare, her lips opening and closing silently, only silent tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.
Gavin Graves wiped her tears, softly calling her name: “Cherry, it’s okay, it’s okay…”
In a daze, she called out once, “Mom.”
His heart almost broke…