Geovanni, lying on the hospital bed, had a sleepless night last night.
The wound on my head, from time to time, caused a sharp pain, making me extremely uncomfortable. Since I can remember, I have never bumped or hit myself, I didn't even know what pain felt like, let alone experiencing such a severe injury before.
Although she hired a caregiver, Jamiya still didn't feel at ease and stayed up all night. Seeing her son's pain, it also hurt her own heart.
I didn't go back until the early morning and took a short nap. The servant had prepared the nourishing soup and sent it over again early in the morning.
"Britney, are you happy now that you see me like this?"
Britney stood beside her parents, looking at Geovanni on the hospital bed. "I'm sorry for what happened before."
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