The Three Little Guardian Angels novel Chapter 1277

Antonio came to the nurse station and asked one of the nurses who were on duty, "Excuse me, why hasn’t my daughter woken up after so many days?"

The nurse skimmed through Pearl’s diagnosis and case and then explained slowly, "When a patient exhibits such a condition, it can only be concluded that it’s due to certain psychological factors.This usually happens to patients who have mood swings or wish to escape from reality through extreme means.That’s why they’ll remain in self-isolation even after being cured.

"If the patient is conscious but unwilling to wake up, family members should stay here, accompany her more frequently, and communicate with her to stimulate her cranial nerves.That might help her regain consciousness prematurely."

Antonio nodded.

He walked back to the ward with a heavy heart and saw Mrs.Santiago standing by the bed, watching over her daughter and sobbing silently.He took a deep breath, grabbed his coat, walked up to her, and draped it on her.

"You should go and rest for now." Mrs.Santiago wiped her tears.

"I don’t want to go.You should go first."

Antonio tried to persuade her.

"Pearl is still alive, and you’re exhausted.If you were to collapse because of exhaustion, would Pearl feel good when she wakes up, knowing that her mother’s health is not doing too well during this period?"

Mrs.Santiago paused for a bit.

After thinking about what her husband had just said, which made sense, she stopped talking back.

A week later...

The city was drizzling, and the sky was overcast and looked gray.

Standing in front of the tombstone with a n umbrella, Tanner stared at Sandy’s photo with a dimmed expression and dull eyes.

The rain drenched the bouquet of yellow roses that he had in his hand, and the crystal clear water droplets condensed on the delicate petals and slid down.

"Sandy,"

Tanner murmured her name as if he was talking to her, "You must blame me, right? In fact, the person who deserves to die the most should be me."

The only thing that responded to him was the cold wind that was whistling in his ears, and he lowered his eyelids.

"Maybe you’re right.You’re not the one who’s changed, it’s me.I’m the one who’s caused our relationship to arrive at where it is today.So yes, I’m the one who f*cked up, but I didn’t have the balls to admit it or face the truth.