Let Me Go, Mr. Harvey

“You’re not in a fit state to talk.” Roland interrupted her, “You’re too badly injured, you’ve just been resuscitated, so don’t move around without permission in the future, otherwise, there’s no way I can guarantee you’ll survive.”

One could say that it is a complete miracle that she is alive now.

Angela mewled with difficulty, only to feel a burning pain in her throat.

“Thirsty? Blink your eyes if you speak with a sore throat, once for yes, twice for no.” Roland, as a doctor, has seen his fair share of tragically injured patients.

But even so, Angela, now nearly blackened, still struck him as a shock.

Talking was far harder than blinking, and Angela blinked slowly.

Her lips were now dry, her throat was sore and parched, and her thirst was so intense that her internal organs were on fire.

“Just a minute.” Roland took a cotton swab and dabbed it with water, wiping her lips.

The water was far from enough for Angela, her lips felt much better but her throat and stomach were still uncomfortable, “I’m …… so thirsty ……”

“You’re just waking up now and it’s not a good time to drink too much water.” Roland thought for a moment, stood up, poured her a mineral water bottle capful of water and put it to her mouth.

She could hardly wait to drink it down, the smooth feeling like every wrinkled cell had absorbed the water and stretched out.

But the pleasure was short-lived, and by the time the sip of water was finished, all that remained for her was the feeling of thirst.

Roland fed her another small capful of water and stopped giving it to her.

Angela knew he was doing it for her own good too, and even though she wanted a drink, she didn’t ask for any more, “Thanks ……”

The longing and patience in her eyes made Roland feel uncomfortable. He put this discomfort into the context of a doctor’s sympathy for his patients.

To avoid resisting the urge to offer her water, he looked away from her and digressed.

“Mr. James and your brother and sister-in-law were very upset after your ‘death’ Mr. James fainted due to his grief, my colleague said he has just woken up and seems to be in a very bad state.”

I can’t believe …… she fainted? Angela’s mouth was slightly open and her heart ached, but she didn’t say anything.

Even if James and his brother and sister-in-law knew that she was not dead, they would never divulge a single thing.

But the fear was that someone on Ela’s side would follow them, pick up on the anomalies in their reactions and deduce that she was not dead.

When that happens, she will not be able to do anything, and there is a chance that they will set her up to be killed again.

“Miss. Jessica’s murder of you has been found out, Mr. James had her tendons and feet cut, sent her to prison, paid the inmates to take special care of her, and didn’t give her any chance to kill herself or allow anyone to visit her.”

Not knowing exactly what Angela was trying to do by faking her death, or exactly what information would be useful to her, Roland told her everything he knew.

Angela cringed as she listened, holding back the pain in her throat as she asked, “He’s doing this without fear of …… others giving him a hard time?”

She would have liked to run through the pros and cons, to make it clear which people would give him a hard time if he did this. But her body just wasn’t up to it and she could only ask her questions as simplistically as she could.

Roland didn’t know the specifics of this and naturally didn’t understand who all this other people were referring to, but that didn’t stop him from answering her question.

“Mr. James doesn’t care about anything now in order to avenge your death. When he confronted Ms. Ela earlier, he even said he would rather spell Harvey family than make those who did you harm, worse than dead.”

Angela was already shocked when James had previously blackmailed Mr. Lawson in order to save Angela, fighting the consequences of not wanting a penny from Harvey Group.

And now, once again, he’s given it all up for her ……

Tears streamed down the corners of Angela’s eyes, and a pain shot through them as they trickled over the wound.

He’s usually so smart, why does he always make a fool of himself when it comes to her? He’s so old, doesn’t he know how to think for himself?

It was only natural that she should shed tears for James. But Roland couldn’t tell me what it was like to watch this scene, it just didn’t feel good.

He suppressed the very shallow emotion and said reassuringly, “There are no irreversible and serious consequences yet, and if you regret it, I can tell Mr. James that you are not dead yet after accidentally mistaking you with another injured patient earlier.”

Angela shook her head.

Seeing this, Roland was puzzled but didn’t ask anything, respecting her idea.

There was just one thing he wasn’t sure he should tell her right now.

Angela was bruised all over, couldn’t move easily and struggled to speak, but still took in his look, “Roland what’s up, just say it …….”

Her throat was really sore, and if it hadn’t tasted like blood in her mouth, she would have felt it grinding and bleeding.

“…… It’s fine, get some rest and don’t think too much about it.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

What Roland is trying to say is that her injuries are so severe that even the scars on her face, not to mention those on her body, simply cannot be completely removed with the current medical technology.

The skin is part of the body’s immune system and she was severely injured in the blast, her skin’s immune system was greatly damaged and she will certainly have to take hormonal drugs when the time comes and her body will inevitably lose shape.

It was just that she was already in a bad way and he was worried that saying this again would traumatise her psychologically.

Angela saw the look on his face and thought it probably wasn’t a good thing and didn’t ask any more questions.

There was just one thing she had to ask, “About how long will it be, before I can get off the ground?”

She had things to do.

“It depends on the circumstances, as short as one or two months, or as long as three to five months, or longer.” Roland said.

Angela frowned, “Is it going to be at least a month or so?”

It was too long for her.

Roland was just about to answer when there was a knock on the door.

“Is Roland there?”

It was Luna’s voice.

Angela was startled and Roland was already on his feet and walking over. Next time make sure you insert the door or Mrs. Angela will come straight in and things will be exposed straight away!

“What is it?” Roland just opened a crack and the whole thing blocked the gap tightly.

Not only was Luna outside, but Greyson was there too, and the two carried quite a lot of stuff, with all three hands full.

“Just came to make amends to Roland. I heard that Roland was rescuing a patient at the hospital today and didn’t even have time to eat properly, so my wife personally cooked some food and sent it over with me.”

Greyson is wilting and his eyes are bloodshot because of Angela.

“No, thanks.” Roland said as he was about to close the door, which was more befitting of a man who had been wronged.

Unexpectedly the door didn’t close and Greyson gave one foot in the way, “My wife was too worried about my sister to suspect you, I hope Roland will understand.”

Since the car accident, there were few people who had been nice to his sister, and this Roland counted as one, and he didn’t want to fall out with him over a little thing.