The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1277

Chapter 1277

Antonio came to the nurse station and asked one of the nurses who were on duty, “Excuse me, why hasn’t my daughter woken up after so many days?”

The nurse skimmed through Pearl’s diagnosis and case and then explained slowly, “when a patient exhibits such a condition, it can only be concluded that it’s due to certain psychological factors. This usually happens to patients who have mood swings or wish to escape from reality through extreme means. That’s why they’ll remain in self-isolation even after being cured.

“If the patient is conscious but unwilling to wake up, family members should stay here, accompany her more frequently, and communicate with her to stimulate her cranial nerves. That might help her regain consciousness prematurely.”

Antonio nodded.

He walked back to the ward with a heavy heart and saw Mrs. Santiago standing by the bed, watching over her daughter and sobbing silently. He took a deep breath, grabbed his coat, walked up to her, and draped it on her. “You should go and rest for now.”

tears. “I don’t want to go. You should go

is still alive, and you’re exhausted. If you were to collapse because of exhaustion, would Pearl feel good when she

a bit. After thinking about what her husband had just said, which made sense, she stopped

A week later...

in front of the tombstone with an umbrella, Tanner stared at Sandy’s

hand, and the crystal clear water droplets condensed on the delicate

murmured her name as if he was talking to her, “You must blame me, right? In fact, the person who deserves to die the most should be

right. You’re not the one who’s changed, it’s me. I’m the one who’s caused our relationship to arrive at where it is today. So yes, I’m the one who

expect that it would cause you so much harm. I never even thought that you would choose to end yourself in such a way. And... And because I couldn’t let it go, I could

himself. “You think I’m ridiculous too, don’t you? I didn’t want to owe you anything when it came to this matter, but I didn’t want her to leave either. In the end, it hurt both you and

the bouquet on the tomb, and waited for a while longer before he left the cemetery. The rain dripped on the cold tombstone, everything in the whole scenery was gray in color, and the bouquet of bright yellow

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