I’m Someone Else

“Olivia, Olivia! Are you okay? Don’t scare me!” Ophelie tried to help Olivia, but the latter stopped her from doing so.

“I… I think my ribs are broken. It hurts so much!” Olivia was well aware that her injuries would only worsen if she was lifted up abruptly right then.

“That b*stard! Gavin is really nothing but a swine!” Ophelie snarled, loathing her so-called half-brother to the core, wanting nothing more than to skin him alive.

Tears rolled down her cheeks one after another like beads of a broken string. This was the second time in her life that she felt such helplessness. The first was when their mother passed away.

Soon, an ambulance arrived, and a group of medical staff sent the Pearson sisters to the hospital.

On the ride to the hospital, Ophelie had called Quincy, a close family friend. She could tell her dear sister was gravely injured, and she couldn’t rest assured unless this influential figure in the medical field of Irieson personally intervened.

Fortunately, Quincy was still in his office. He was reading ‘The Imperial Acupuncture,’ the book Thomas had given him. The more he read it, the more he understood the profound and vast mysteries of acupuncture. So much so that he had reached the point of neglecting sleep and food.

“Ophelie! What happened?” asked Quincy, who had been waiting at the hospital entrance, as he directed the nurses to take Olivia to the emergency room.

Ophelie, who had already stopped crying, burst into tears again upon hearing the hospital director’s question, choking with sobs as she briefly recounted the event.

Quincy turned grimly in response, never expecting Norman, his longtime good friend, to be such a person. Spoil your son, whatever, but you can’t ignore your daughter’s life, can you?! What, you allow your son to belabor your daughter right as he returns?! What father does this?!

“Alright, come with me. Let me see how serious Olivia’s injuries are.”

results of Olivia’s examination came out. Quincy quickly picked

took a sharp breath. Olivia’s injuries

next?” A senior orthopedic doctor accompanied

handle Olivia’s injuries.

brows into a tight furrow as he instructed, “Give

aside and pulled his phone

what’s up? I was just about to

noises came from Norman’s end, and from his tone, one

believe you’re still in the mood to drink when your daughter’s life is hanging by

dare to offend the

talking about, Quincy? My daughter’s life is hanging by a thread? Both of my daughters are at home just fine!” Norman became

think I’m talking nonsense?! Well, f*ck you!” Quincy was so enraged that his words turned vulgar. Why would I, the esteemed director of Prescott Hospital, a figure renowned in the medical community of

call at once and couldn’t care less about Norman anymore. Plus, the pressing matter was to figure out a countermeasure

you’ve really done it this time. This is your blood sister. How can you be

Pearson’s broken ribs is positioned near her heart. If we treat her recklessly,

of my abilities. Let’s hope

problem. He didn’t have a good solution either. If only he fully understood ‘The Imperial Acupuncture,’ he might be able to use acupuncture

slapped his thigh, suddenly remembering Thomas. He might not be able to do it, but Thomas certainly

Olivia and make sure she doesn’t move around!” Quincy instructed, walking out of