Chapter 80 He Really Likes Myrna
In the VII‘ ward on the 8th floor, Alfredo was hunched over the bed, staring at the small bottle on the pillow. His beautiful eyes were
unblinking, and his curled eyelashes were thick and dense, like a little Tan.
In that transparent little bottle he treasured so dearly, there was a small white sugar pill. He stared at that little pill foolishly for an entire day.
From time to time, he picked it up, took out the little sugar pill, looked at it for a while, but couldn’t bear to eat it, and silently put it back.
Counting the time in my heart, calculating when Myrna would come
next.
Almost a day had passed, and she hadn’t come.
Alfredo turned over and sat up, his porcelain–white face hardened again, his brows furrowed as he carefully recalled his performance that day.
Seemed not well–behaved enough.
His eyes dimmed as he picked up the small bottle, his mood. plummeting once again. He was tormented by the thought that maybe it was because he wasn’t good enough, that Myrna didn’t want to see him today.
As a result, as soon as the doorbell rang, he turned his head and saw his younger uncle carrying Myrna in.
Alfredo practically sprang up from the bed, his face instantly cleared o self–loathing, his beautiful cat–like eyes sparkling brightly. He
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immediately broke into a big smile, unable to control his excitement, and called out crisply, “Sister!”
Calvin furrowed his brows, his dark eyes glanced at him, whispering, “Lower your voice.”
He carried the person in, speaking to the child on the bed, “She’s tired, Alfi, could you give up your bed and let her sleep for a while?”
Myrna rubbed her forehead, her voice hoarse, struggling to get up, “No need, I don’t need to sleep, just let me rest on the sofa.”
Calvin squinted, didn’t respond, but looked in Alfredo’s direction, his voice low and resonant: “She just finished surgery, stood for four hours.”
Clearly, this was said to Alfredo.
Cedric stood at the door, indeed, Mr. Alfredo was unwilling to give up his bed, wasn’t he?
Ah, Mr. Alfredo had a strong sense of territory since he was a child, Mr. Larson’s demand was too difficult for anyone.
He peered inside anxiously, ready to go out and prepare another sickroom at any moment.
He didn’t guess wrong, Alfredo indeed hesitated for a moment, but only for a moment before he nodded and agreed, “Okay.”
Then he quickly got off the bed with his belongings, and thoughtfully helped Myrna fold the messy quilt he had messed up on the bed.
Alfredo’s tender little face was tinged with a faint blush, as if he was shy. He stood awkwardly by the bed, picking at his fingers as he said to Myma, “Sister, I… I didn’t know you were coming…”
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He had known earlier, he would have asked his uncle to change his quilt for him, and he also wanted the best pillow on the bed, because a good pillow made sleep more comfortable.
A flash of regret passed through Alfredo’s watery eyes. After some thought, he pursed his lips and handed his most beloved bunny doll to Myrna, “I love it the most when I sleep. It’s very well–behaved. It can protect sister with its presence,” he said.
Calvin knew that his rabbit doll was a birthday gift he bought for himself on his first birthday. The little guy cherished it so much that he never wanted to share it with anyone
It seemed that he really liked Myrnal
He bent down to put the child in his arms down, helped her take off her shoes, bent down again to pull up the blanket, and lowered his eyelids, “You can sleep here at Alfi’s, we’ll go back later.”
Myrna was forcibly put to bed and covered with a blanket, with several pairs of eyes staring at her in unison, making her feel restless and agitated.
Calvin placed his hand on her forehead, suddenly covering her eyes, forcefully saying, “Sleep, you need rest now. Don’t think about
anything, we’ll talk about everything after you’ve rested.”