Chapter 133

In the hospital ward, Sophia was propped up against the pillow, lying on her side on the hospital bed, looking pretty wiped out. She was trying to keep the room from spinning without moving too much.

The room was pitch-black, not even the lights were on.

Her phone was right next to her pillow, with the video call still going.

Susan was on the other end, visibly worried. “You holding up okay?”

“I’m fine,” Sophia whispered back, careful not to move her head too much, “Probably just a mild concussion and a bit of temporary ischemia and hypoxia due to the injury, nothing major. The doc just checked on me, and I had a brain CT this afternoon. It’s all clear, no need to fret.”

“How can I not worry?” Susan’s concern spilled over as she said this, “You’re all by yourself in the hospital in the dead of night. What if something dangerous happens?”

“The doctors and nurses are here, aren’t they? It’s not like I’m at home alone,” Sophia reassured her softly, “It’s just one night. I’ll find a caregiver tomorrow.”

“You should’ve kept either Ivan or Brandon around. Being safe is what matters most, screw what anyone else thinks about ‘morality’.”

had known Sophia for over a decade and was well aware of her tendency to avoid bothering others, handling

her opinion, when she’s sick or hurt,

I’d be able to get

a little cutesy, a hint

own jobs to worry about. Staying up all night with her would mean they couldn’t work the next day. Given that Sophia’s hospital stay wasn’t just a one-off, Susan understood why she didn’t want to impose on

care of yourself, okay? If you feel off, get a nurse right away. Don’t just tough it out,” Susan

doctor,” Sophia shifted slightly, “I’ll have to

thing. I’ve got it covered,” Susan yawned and

that, she hung up the

to move a muscle, let alone dare

hit her, bringing along a queasy feeling. She had no choice but to sit back down at the edge of the bed, arm resting

discomfort, reaching for the hot water jug with her left hand. Whether it was the sudden effort or something else, the dizziness and nausea came back with a vengeance. Her grip on the jug weakened and it crashed to the floor,

the scalding water. Dodging the spill took the last bit of energy she had, and the overwhelming dizziness forced her to hunker down by the table, clutching her head with one hand in an attempt to wait

then, a rhythmic knocking came from the door,

her head and weakly

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255