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 X-ray and scrutinized

sharp breath. Olivia’s injuries were even more severe

orthopedic doctor accompanied Quincy, his task being to assist the

assistant because, honestly speaking, he couldn’t handle Olivia’s injuries. It was

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

that, he stepped aside and pulled

up? I was just about to ask you to join me for

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

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

might not dare to offend the patriarch

of my daughters are at home just fine!” Norman became upset.

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 Droycore, joke about this with you? I, for

at once and couldn’t care less about Norman anymore. Plus, the

this time. This

one of Miss Pearson’s broken ribs is positioned near her heart. If we treat her recklessly, it could be

have reached the limit of my abilities. Let’s hope

‘The Imperial Acupuncture,’ he might be able to use acupuncture to stimulate certain acupoints

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

eye on Olivia and make sure she doesn’t move around!” Quincy