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’.”

decade and was well aware of her tendency to avoid bothering

of the time, Susan respected Sophia’s independence, but in her opinion, when she’s sick or hurt, it’s okay

thought I’d be able to get

gentle and a little cutesy, a hint of vulnerability that instantly left

with her would

you feel off, get a nurse right away. Don’t just tough it

not too scared to call a doctor,” Sophia shifted slightly, “I’ll have to trouble you with my

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

that, she hung

the ended call, lying on her pillow, not wanting to move a muscle, let alone dare to. But her parched

a queasy feeling. She had no choice but to sit back down at the edge of the bed, arm resting on the table, head on her arm, trying to ease the

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

spill took the last bit of energy she had, and the overwhelming dizziness forced her to hunker down

knocking came from the door, a steady

lifted her head and weakly called

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