Tracey was awakened by disinfectant fluid, which she was too familiar with.
Due to her weak body, she often came to the hospital when she was a child. As expected, she saw the white ceiling as soon as she opened her eyes.
A few nurses in pink were busy in the room. There was a bottle hung up high, the infusion was still on.
Tracey was extremely thirsty, feeling like fire was breaking out of her throat. "Why was I here?" She thought.
Then she saw Adam standing in front of the window with his hands clasped behind. It was late at night. The world was in silence and nothing in the sky but the round and bright moon.
Adam's figure looked as if being covered by the coldness of the night, shedding a trace of desolation.
"Adam..." Tracey's hoarse voice sounded.
Hearing her weak voice, Adam rushed to her instantly, looking at her with caring eyes.
"Tracey, how do you feel? Do you feel better? Are you thirsty or hungry?" Adam's questions were flooded out, made Tracey confused about which to answer first.
Tracey shook her head. "I'm fine. I'm just thirsty. Can
I have some water?" "Okay, one second." Adam turned around and walked to the table. Tracey smelled a strong smoke of him.
Although Adam did not smoke in front of Tracey, judged from that smell, she could tell he smoked more than just one or two cigarettes.
Since knowing Adam, Tracey had gradually quit smoking. So, she was clear that if not for being extremely depressed, Adam would not smoke such a lot. "Was he too worried about me? With his strong love, it was possible.” Tracey thought.
Adam quickly came over with a glass of water. The nurse helped Tracey up.
Adam carefully put a small spoon in the glass for assisting Tracey to drink. Tracey almost died of thirst and a small spoon of water would not help.
"Adam, it's just a cold. Don't worry." She took the cup from Adam's hand and drank all water up instantly.
"Slow down, slow down, don't choke." Adam looked worried, as if Tracey would be really choking.
"Adam, what happened to you? I'm just drinking some water. You don’t have to worry about me like this." Tracey smiled and said.
"Please measure her temperature." Adam ordered the nurse, "Tracey, you don’t know how severe your fever was."
"I caught cold at night the day before yesterday. I thought it doesn't matter and I will be fine by drinking hot water. I don't know it went worse later." Tracey hadn't had a cold for a long time, once got
sick, it would be severe.
"From now on..." Adam wanted to say something, all of a sudden, a man rushed in.
"Adam, I've warned you not to hurt her." Steve rushed over angrily and punched Adam in the face.
"Sheep, stop!" Tracey was also shocked by his sudden attack.
Adam was getting ready to fight back. As soon as he stretched his fist, he suddenly realized that Steve was in great importance to Tracey, then he withdrew his hand.
"What are you doing here? If you are out of mind, go back to where you from." Adam said with a gloomy face. He looked terrible as being punched by a man he could not fight back.
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