Mia opened her misty eyes and returned to reality.
No hospital, no happiness, nothing…
Overhead the middle-aged woman stared at her coldly with a pair of gloomy eagle-like eyes sparkling with contempt and disdain.
Her mouth crooked weirdly; she was holding an empty plate in her hand.
She looked at Mia lying on the bed in embarrassing position, raised her hand and pointed to the table, “Eat and then take your medicine."
"Take my medicine?" Mia glanced down at the glass on the table with a white paper bag underneath.
After eating in the morning, she...
Being hot and unable to stop, and that man was doing all those things that made her blush just remembering that night, and she was shouting!
Medicine!
Mia’s face was pale, she didn’t care about wiping her tears anymore. She looked up at the middle-aged woman at forty-five degrees, asking a question in her mind, "What medicine is that?"
The middle-aged woman was too lazy to care about her and just went away.
Mia shivered and wrapped herself with bedsheets, walked to the table, staring at the bag with medicines. Three minutes were enough for her and she threw it away.
That guy, really disgusting, actually used drugs to trick her!
The woman suffered so many things, Mia felt like dying.
But the dream of being a doctor that she had been pursuing for so long was about to come true. How could she give it up now?
What's more, James Davies, who was adored as a doctor for a long time, has recently joined Huntington Hospital.
She worked so hard to get the chance to learn from such a great man.
Mia tried hard to force herself to eat something, as she needed strength to find a way to escape.
On the bedside table, there were still a few nightgowns that the middle-aged woman gave her yesterday. They were too small and too short to wear them.
Mia thought for a while, and finally decided to run away wrapped in bedsheets.
She couldn’t get out from the window, and the door was closed. Except for William, only middle-aged women will come to open the door.
Mia was confused, she knew the woman would come to clean up the table. She planned to wait for the middle-aged woman to open the door and rush out.
Once outside the door, she could shout for help and ask someone to call the police.
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