CHAPTER 518. TO BELIEVE AGAIN. Stay strong

A second later, Milo climbed into the ambulance while Speedy went to inform the family of what had happened and to gather everyone to head home. He lifted little Niko and left in the first truck. One disaster per night was more than enough—he wasn't about to take his eyes off that child for anything in the world.

Meanwhile, Milo prayed for everything to turn out well. Sitting in a corner of the vehicle, he held Anja’s hand as two paramedics struggled to intubate her.

"We can't do a tracheotomy here!"

"But the tube won’t pass, and she’s not breathing!"

The paramedic paused, thinking for a terrible moment.

"Wait! We’ve got pediatric equipment! The endotracheal tubes are smaller. Maybe a smaller one will work..."

It was a desperate measure, but just a minute before they reached the hospital, they finally managed to ventilate her. The ambulance screeched to a stop on the pavement, its lights flashing and siren wailing in the cold night air. Anja