Chapter 5Connor's POV
Lydia was once again put into this soft bed, and she looked like a wounded beast, curled up into a ball, looking very insecure.
Her rosy lips had long since lost their blood, like two pale rose petals floating in the wind, constantly opening and closing, unsure of what they were saying.
After giving her a series of examinations, the doctor put down his stethoscope and said to me. "This girl seems to have suffered a great shock, her heart is about to fail."
"Does it need surgery?"
"Not yet, try to stimulate her as little as possible she shouldn't have much of a problem." After saying that, the doctor lifted his medicine box and walked away.
"Stimulate her less ......," I muttered repeating the doctor's words as I stood in place.
Could it be that the willingness
