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.”

Quincy quickly picked up the X-ray and scrutinized

injuries were even more severe than

senior orthopedic doctor accompanied Quincy, his task being to assist the

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

brows into a tight furrow as he instructed, “Give

he stepped aside and pulled

Quincy, what’s up? I was just about to ask you to join

Norman’s end, and from his tone, one

you’re still in the mood to drink when

might not dare to offend the patriarch

thread? Both of my daughters are at home just fine!” Norman became upset. He couldn’t believe his friend would curse him like

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

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

it this time. This is your

of Miss Pearson’s broken ribs is positioned near her heart. If we treat her recklessly, it could be life-threatening,” the

of my abilities. Let’s hope the director can come

might be able to use acupuncture to stimulate certain acupoints to protect Olivia’s heart meridian and proceed with the next steps of treatment. However, he didn’t have such advanced

able to do it, but

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