Meanwhile, Dahlia sat alone on the hospital bed with a dull gaze and a haggard face.
All the crying had tired her out, and her head was so hazy she felt like a zombie. Today’s blow had completely overwhelmed her.
“Dahlia...” Dustin suddenly walked into the room.
His tone was concerned as he asked, “I heard you were admitted to the hospital. Which part of your body is the discomfort coming from? Do you want me to take a look at it?”
Unresponsive, Dahlia sat still like a statue.
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