“Is it painful?” A pleasant male voice sounded with some pity, and Lucia’s heart ached. It has been a long time since anyone had asked about her.
Was she in pain? Hungry? Suffering?
She opened her eyes and shook her head. “You lied.” He found that her eyes were exceptionally beautiful, like the purest spring water in the mountain. It was always able to wash away anything for him, for another, and many others.
“When did I lie to you?” The doctor’s brow rose slightly, and his finger stayed on her arm, pressing on the site when the syringe had been. He looked curiously at her left arm.
“It’s not painful. You said it would.” Her lips touched lightly. The pain was still tingling.
The doctor simply smiled. At times, he did not feel like a doctor… more like a shrewd businessman.
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