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.”

Olivia’s examination came out. Quincy quickly picked up

Quincy took a sharp breath. Olivia’s injuries were even more severe than he had

we do next?” A senior orthopedic doctor accompanied Quincy, his task being to assist

speaking, he couldn’t handle Olivia’s injuries. It was clear to him from the moment

furrow as he instructed,

stepped aside and pulled his phone

what’s up? I was just about to ask you to join me for a

tone, one could

in the mood to drink!” Quincy sneered. “Norman Pearson, you get your *ss to my hospital right away! I can’t believe you’re still in the mood to drink when your daughter’s life is hanging by a thread! Do you even have a f*cking

While others might not dare to offend the patriarch of the Pearson

thread? Both of my daughters are

the esteemed director of Prescott Hospital, a

care less about Norman anymore. Plus,

oh Gavin, you’ve really done it this time. This is

heart. If we treat

Let’s hope

the severity of Olivia’s condition, and that was the problem. He didn’t have a good solution either. If only he fully understood ‘The Imperial Acupuncture,’ he might be able

might not be able to do it, but Thomas certainly could! Plus, he had a good relationship with Olivia.

around!” Quincy instructed, walking out of