Chapter 411 I Will Perform Surgery

It was Boris! It was the voice of Boris! "Boris..." She uttered with difficulty, her voice quivering. "Boris... Where are you?" She remembered how Boris had comforted her when the car rushed down the hill. She remembered him crossing over from the driver's seat, holding her tightly in his embrace. She remembered his warm, large hands firmly clasping her waist, assuring her that everything would be alright. She remembered when they jumped off the car, he held her in a tight embrace. She was here, but where was Boris? "Boris..." She couldn't see, her body aching, unable to move. She could only whimper, not daring to think of anything, unwilling to think of anything, murmuring softly, "Boris... Please answer me..." "Mrs. Lewis!" Not far away, Nell, leading a group of people in search, spotted Ziana lying on the ground. Her front and back were secur