There was a terrible silence in her world.

She couldn't hear anything.

She was deaf.

All she could see was Sylvia's mouth moving, but she couldn't hear what Sylvia was saying.

She couldn't even hear what she was saying.

Sylvia's heart ached, as if it had been stabbed by a needle.

She immediately reacted.

Obviously, Poppy couldn't hear ...

Poppy was now suffering the pain in place of her.

The water that Gianna spiked with drug should have been drunk by her, but Poppy drank it.

"Sylvia, I want to go to the bathroom.”

Poppy's hoarse voice said.

Sylvia rushed to help her go to the bathroom.

Poppy walked to the bathroom door with her help and went in by herself.

After waiting inside the ward for a while, Eden came back with some things, and some nourished soup.

Once the lid was opened, the tantalizing aroma of the soup spread through the ward.

When other people smelt it, they may feel their appetite.

But Poppy looked sickly.

Sylvia ladled a spoonful of soup to feed her, but Poppy shook her head and pushed it away.

She tried to persuade Poppy to take a sip, but it occurred to her that Poppy couldn't hear anything.

had to give another spoonful to

of nausea in her stomach. She reached out

not bothered and put the soup

soon as she looked up, she saw Poppy biting her lip and looking

depressed. "I just waited in line

if she doesn't want to drink it. Thank you." Sylvia glanced at Eden. "Bring the paper

the table. Sylvia picked up the pen and wrote on it, "You are deaf, but this symptom is

speak again in a voice she couldn't hear, "Sylvia, don't lie to me. This should be a response to the poison

She forced a smile to hide the

not. It's all temporary. You'll

two lines, she curled her lips into

hoarse voice and her

matter.

paper in a trance. It was

“No need, Sylvia.

her sentence, Sylvia took her hands in hers. Sylvia looked

she wrote, "This matter will

was a sudden knock

"Please

in, "Miss Maskelyne ,

hear. She could only see

glanced at Sylvia

said to the nurse,

to take the

breakfast

which contained delicate

smell of the breakfast. She felt

was worried about her. How could she not eat? She

the wind. Thus, Sylvia wrote on a piece of paper, "What do

you can cook anything else. I just want to eat something you made with your

eat anything now. Even Eden had just washed the fruit for her. She

to Poppy's hoarse and broken voice,

the hospital kitchen

left, Poppy fell

who had been taking care

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