Ashton patted my hand in consolation. “To consult a doctor. Just chat with the doctor later and try not to overthink things. Just answer whatever the doctor asks, okay?”

I nodded, but a feeling of suffocation assailed me in this cramped space.

About ten minutes later, an elderly man in a white coat walked in. He looked like he was in his sixties.

Glancing at Ashton, the elderly man flashed him a faint smile and inclined his head a fraction in greeting. Subsequently, his gaze alighted on me.

Shortly after, a few seconds at most, he turned his gaze on Ashton. He said nothing pertinent, merely questioning mildly, “Are you staying, Ashton?”

Ashton nodded.

At this, the doctor pursed his lips and cocked an eyebrow though he didn’t comment further on this matter.

He glanced at the document in his hand before focusing his gaze on me. “How’s your sleep recently?” he asked.

“Not bad,” I answered. Inwardly, however, I was already feeling a tad irritable – for I hated such a cramped space and chatting as though I was being interrogated.

As my stomach roiled, I abruptly bolted to my feet and rushed to the washroom without waiting for his next question.

puke, so I vomited blood

the flash of red, I myself

while, we didn’t continue with the subsequent questions. As the doctor looked at me, his

wander around. Wait

before flashing him

his grip on my hand tightened considerably. Shifting his gaze to the doctor, he suggested, “How about this? I’ll come over another day when I’m free, and we’ll talk in detail. For now, let’s call

doctor cast a glance at me. Then, he nodded and sighed

the stairs. When we had gotten into the car, I stared at his slightly pale face.

my face with his long and slender fingers, he answered in a gentle voice, “No. Don’t think so much. Perhaps your stomach just isn’t feeling great, so we’ll have

was merely placating me with such a remark. As my gaze remained locked

of us knew full well what was happening here,

as though reluctant to step away for even a

drowsy, yet

When I woke up after dozing off for a bit, I seemingly saw him talking on the phone on the

loud,

barely restrained emotions as he countered whatever the person on the other

profile emanated a faint sense of isolation and obstinacy. “No,

seemed to be persuading

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