Chapter 1581 – It hurts like hell.
“Come on, hurry up and eat.”
Angelica did not have much appetite at first, but when the food was put in front of her, she began to crave it again and ate much more without realizing it.
It was only after she finished her food that Angelica realized she had eaten too much.
“I thought you said you had no appetite?”
Pacino looked at her flirtatiously.
At his words, Angelica blushed, “Who told you to order so much?”All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.
“Oh, I didn’t make you eat it all even though I ordered so much, did I?”
Angelica was a little annoyed by his comment and flattened her mouth to keep quiet.
“Okay, okay, I was teasing you, you didn’t eat too much, wipe your mouth.”
He handed a handkerchief to Angelica.
Angelica grunted softly and did not take it.
“I don’t want to worry about Pacino.”
Pacino smiled and was about to say something when his phone rang, picked it up and looked at him, the smile in his eyes brightened a few notches as he answered the phone.
“Dude, are you finally awake?”
“What department?”
Manuel’s voice rang out with a few gasps/breaths, as if he had been run over.
Once Pacino had given the ward number, he hung up immediately, and Pacino could only take the phone back in his pocket and tell Angelica, “Manuel woke up from his nap and is probably already in the hospital.”
“Manuel is here?”
“Yes.”
Pacino picked up the food she had eaten as he reassured her, “What I told you before, Manuel wouldn’t leave you alone, right?”
“Yes.”
Angelica was somewhat relieved to know that Manuel had arrived at the hospital, because she had been panicked before, but now she was fine.
Within moments, there was another person outside the ward door.
Manuel was breathing hard and was relieved to see Angelica sitting there in good health.
A few moments later he walked in just as Pacino was getting up with his things, “Are you here? Then you stay here and watch while I go take out the trash.”
After Pacino left, there were three people left in the ward.
Livia was still unconscious.
Manuel breathed softly and went to sit across from Angelica, then smiled fondly at her:
“Are you full?”
“Manuel.”
Angelica nodded, “I’m full, Pacino ordered a lot of takeaways, all my favorites, and I’m a little stuffed.”
“Is everything okay?” Manuel thought of something and looked at her again from head to toe, relieved to make sure Angelica had no injuries on her body.
“I’m fine, it’s Livia who is hurt.”
Angelica gestured toward the bed where Livia lay, “She has a lot of bruises.”
“Wounds?” After all, she was the friend who had gone to stay at her house, and someone Angelica considered a good friend, so naturally Manuel was worried about Livia, “What happened?”
“I don’t know.” Angelica told Manuel all the events of the last few days, and when she had finished her eyes followed, “She hasn’t woken up recently, I don’t know when.”
“It’s okay.” Manuel reached out and gently rubbed the back of Angelica’s head, “Since the doctor said to keep her under observation, she will stay under observation for a while.
“Yes.”
“Good, then the brother will keep watch with you.”
Angelica unconsciously tugged harder on Manuel’s sleeve, got up and went to sit beside him, extraordinarily relying on him, and then she got a little sleepy sitting up, so Manuel took off his jacket and put it on her, “If you are sleepy, lean on my shoulder and sleep, and I will call you when your friend wakes up. ”
“Thank you, Manuel.”
Pacino had already returned and stood outside the door and saw how Angelica relied on Manuel.
As good as they were, they were just brother and sister, not anything else, and it was normal for brother and sister to be close, so there was nothing wrong with that.
It was just that at this point he felt like a superfluous person and was too embarrassed to return to the ward.
It was only when Livia woke up and Angelica threw herself on the bed that Pacino collected himself and entered the room.
Livia awoke with her stomach still aching and her mind a little confused by the white filling her eyes, then finally came back to herself after seeing Angelica, Manuel, and Pacino.
It seemed that what she had kept hidden for so long had not been hidden after all.
“Livia, you finally woke up.”
Angelica held Livia’s hand anxiously with an added worry.
“The doctor said to let him know as soon as you wake up, now I will give him the word.” Pacino quickly turned and walked out.
Seeing that Angelica’s eyes were slightly swollen, Livia knew that he had shed tears for her and must still be very worried, a hard smile escaped her pale lips.
“Don’t cry, I’m fine.”
“How can you be fine? The doctor said you have a lot of bruises, Livia, what’s going on, how on earth did you get those bruises and why are you hiding them from me?”
As she spoke, Manuel quietly accompanied her, his thin lips tightened in a straight line, and when he saw that Livia seemed to want to say something, he took the floor instead of Angelica: “You’re already in the hospital, do you think you can hide it anymore?”
With one word, Livia was aghast.
Yes, she had hidden it for so many days, but in the end she had not been able to carry it out on her own, and once she was taken to the hospital, all was revealed.
But thinking of her mother, Livia still said indifferently, “Actually, it’s just that I was beaten up by a group of gangsters in front of the school a few days ago.”
“A gangster?”
“Well, they tried to take my bag and I disagreed, so I got beaten up.” Livia’s tone was light as if she was not talking about herself.
As Manuel half-closed his thin lips to remain silent, Angelica was somewhat convinced of what she was saying and merely spoke for herself, “How can people like that exist? Why didn’t you tell your teacher or call the police, and you didn’t come to the hospital even though you are hurt.”
“At first I didn’t think it was a big deal, just a few bumps and small pains, so I thought I would just lie down for a few days and it would pass, I didn’t think …
I’m sorry Angelica, for making you worry about me.”
After saying this, Livia smiled again and took an6’s hand, “Don’t cry, I know what’s going on in my heart, I woke up, didn’t I?”
And Pacino soon brought the doctor back, and the first thing he said when he arrived was.
“I see you have a wound on your stomach, does it still hurt?”
Livia shook her head in fear that the others present would become concerned.
Who knew the doctor’s expression was serious: “Girl, this is not something you can just ignore, the person is already in the hospital, so you have to tell the truth, whether it hurts or not. Otherwise, if the treatment is delayed later, will it be the hospital’s fault or your staff’s fault?”
The doctor’s tone was so harsh that it startled Livia, and she was stunned for a long time before nodding and admitting, “It hurts, it hurts a lot.”