C89 We Can Only Take One

The nurse held a handkerchief full of blood in her hand. She looked worriedly at Carter, who was wringing his eyebrows tightly.

Jing Zhongren looked up and saw the feminine Kate standing in front of his bed. Her blue eyes were filled with worry. Her tall and straight nose and thin lips were tightly pursed. She had an extraordinary bearing.

"Kate, your eyes?" Jing Zhongren was puzzled