I lay on the stretcher, struggling in pain.

It hurts so much. My stomach hurts so much.

I felt the warm liquid flowing from beneath me.

I lifted my hand, trying to grasp the blurry figure beside me.

Save my child.

"Dr. House, we have an emergency, the blood bank is running low. There's only one bag of type A blood left. Both your wife and Miss Serena need it. Who should get it first?" A nurse rushed in urgently.

Through the haze, I saw a tall man standing by the bed.

"Barry... save... save the baby."

"Give me the plasma," Barry snatched the blood bag from the nurse.

I...