"Doctor! He's awake!" The nurse’s voice echoed with urgency as she ran out of the room.
Luca's heartbeat quickened. He had to get out of here immediately.
Seconds later, a familiar face entered—Dr. Ricci, calm as ever in his white coat and silver-rimmed glasses. He approached the bed with a measured pace, his expression firm but reassuring.
"Luca," the doctor greeted him softly, checking the machines as he spoke. "You're in a hospital. You're safe. You've been unconscious for several days."
Luca winced as he tried to sit up.
"You were in a car crash, which by the look of things you remember," Dr. Ricci said gently.
"Your body took a beating. You had a dislocated shoulder, a deep gash in your stomach, and a twisted leg. We had to operate immediately. Thankfully, the surgery was succ
