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.”

came out. Quincy quickly picked up the

breath. Olivia’s injuries

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

just an assistant because, honestly speaking, he couldn’t handle Olivia’s injuries. It was clear to him

brows into a tight furrow as he instructed, “Give Olivia some painkillers

he stepped aside and pulled his phone

about to ask you to join me for

his tone, one could tell he had been drinking quite

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

dare to offend

thread? Both of my daughters are at home just fine!” Norman became

his words turned vulgar. Why would I, the esteemed director of Prescott Hospital, a figure renowned in the medical community of Droycore, joke about this with you? I, for one, find this embarrassing if you

about Norman anymore. Plus, the pressing matter was to figure

done it this time. This is your blood sister. How can you

is positioned near her heart. If we treat her recklessly, it could be life-threatening,” the

of my abilities. Let’s hope the

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 to use acupuncture to stimulate certain acupoints to protect Olivia’s heart meridian

could I have forgotten about him!” Quincy slapped his thigh, suddenly remembering Thomas. He might not be able to do it, but Thomas certainly could! Plus, he had a good relationship with Olivia. He would surely

sure she doesn’t move around!” Quincy instructed, walking out of the emergency room and