The security was tight in the corridor of the hospital. Not only were there bodyguards everywhere, but medical staff and maids were also seen standing by.
When they saw Danrique, they all lowered their heads to bow at him in unison.
Danrique merely gestured at them before walking into the ward.
At that moment, Francesca was deep asleep in the hospital bed, and she didn't even notice it when Danrique went into the ward.
The light in the room was very dim, and it shone on Francesca's face, making her seem particularly calm.
Danrique took off his coat and sat on the sofa beside the bed. With his hands under his chin, he sat there and watched her in silence. Seven years ago, she was only fourteen. Indeed, she has grown up now. Although her appearance has changed a little, she still looks the same as before. It’s just that now her hair is longer, and she looks pure and elegant in that white gown. However, she now has a wild and uninhibited temperament. I wonder what she has been through all these years. She has a different demeanor now. Also, why does she need to hide her identity? Why doesn't she want to acknowledge me? His mind was filled with a myriad of questions.
Just as he was deep in his thoughts, Francesca suddenly shuddered and woke up from a nightmare.
“What's wrong?” Danrique quickly approached her and asked.
Francesca only regained her senses after a long while. As she was staring at him blankly, she frowned and asked, “Why are you here?”
“I came to keep you company.” Danrique used his sleeves to wipe off the beads of cold sweat on her forehead. “Are you all right? Do you want me to get the doctor?” “There's no need for that.” Francesca pursed her lips and uttered, “I want some water.”
Danrique took a bottle of water and fed her. Since he had never taken care of somebody before, he opened the bottle and shoved it into her mouth. She ended up choking herself and coughing profusely.
Danrique hurriedly took a tissue and wiped her mouth before frantically patting her chest.
Francesca was coughing so hard that she could barely catch a breath. She then pointed at her back instead.
Danrique held her up aggressively and started hitting her back.
Francesca was getting breathless, and she looked awful. In the end, Danrique had no choice but to call out, “Somebody, come here!”
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