“Help me, everything I’m saying is true. No one outside, not even my parents, trusts me. They all think I’m crazy. You’re the only one I can turn to. In this whole world, I only trust you. I’m really not insane!”
Anna Harris looked at David Thompson for a few seconds, then finally bit her lip and nodded. When she left, her eyes were red, and she kept looking back with every few steps, clearly very worried about David Thompson’s mental state.
David Thompson watched her leaving figure with mixed feelings. He didn’t care what others thought of him anymore, but Anna Harris was different.
“Nana, trust me this once, just this once!”
The waiting felt endless. David Thompson paced anxiously back and forth inside the room.
During this time, he experienced hallucinations again, but David Thompson snapped out of them as quickly as possible. According to the doctor, this wasn’t good, but he was afraid of missing Anna Harris.
One day, two days, three days—time passed slowly, and David Thompson became more and more anxious.
“Xiao Li, your little girlfriend is here to see you~” Hearing the nurse’s announcement, David Thompson leapt off the bed like a carp and rushed toward the hospital entrance.
In the garden inside the hospital, David Thompson met Anna Harris again. They hugged each other excitedly.
Suppressing her voice, Anna Harris whispered in his ear, “Huowang, it’s real, the jade pendant is real!”
“I’m not sick!! Hahaha!! I’m not sick!!” David Thompson hugged the girl’s slender waist and spun around in the air over and over.
After a long while, the two finally calmed down.
“I asked you for help—did it affect your life or studies?” David Thompson asked with concern, as Anna Harris sat beside him on the edge of the flowerbed.
Anna Harris didn’t answer directly, instead changing the subject. She held up four slender, fair fingers to David Thompson. “Do you know how much that jade pendant is worth? This much!”
“Forty thousand?”
“Four hundred thousand! And I think he definitely quoted it low. If we ask a few more places, it could be even higher.”
“Four hundred thousand, four hundred thousand…” David Thompson grinned foolishly. Not only could this cover all his treatment costs over the years, there would even be some left over. More importantly, this was just the beginning.
“Anna Harris, are you ready to become a little rich lady?”
David Thompson’s teasing made Anna Harris blush slightly. “Stop joking around. This whole thing is just too strange. Are you sure it won’t harm your health?”
“It’s fine, what could happen to me? I’m doing great. If that’s the case, I might have to delay my treatment a bit. This is a treasure—I can’t get cured so quickly.”
Hearing this, Anna Harris’s expression grew tense. She said worriedly to David Thompson, “Huowang, these are two separate things. I don’t want the money, but you absolutely can’t stop your treatment, and you can’t stop taking your medicine. Promise me, or I’ll never help you again.”
David Thompson thought of many reasons to argue back, but looking into her concerned eyes, a warm feeling welled up inside him. “Okay, I promise you.”
Anna Harris smiled and gently patted his head. “That’s better, silly little brother.”
As the two were discussing how to cash in the jade pendant, several burly middle-aged men hurried past, carrying riot-control forks.
“What’s going on, Master Zhao? Did something happen?” David Thompson asked one of the familiar faces in confusion.
“Don’t ask so much, Xiao Li, hurry back to your ward. And if you see Old Clark, report it immediately—he’s probably sneaking his meds out again.” The man said hurriedly, then turned and rushed toward the stairs.
“Isn’t the critical ward surrounded by two layers of iron bars? How could someone as small as Old Clark escape?” David Thompson wondered, looking in that direction.
Back when he couldn’t distinguish hallucinations from reality, he’d stayed there for a while. It wasn’t a pleasant memory.
Seeing the other patients being escorted back to their rooms by nurses, David Thompson turned to Anna Harris and said, “It’s a bit chaotic here. You should head back first. Call the hospital tonight, and we’ll talk on the phone.”
“Okay. Take care of yourself here, and remember what you just promised me.” With that, Anna Harris turned and walked toward the distant hospital gate.
“Four hundred thousand…” David Thompson murmured as he headed back to his room. Now that the jade pendant was really worth that much, his mind was filled with new ideas.
So what if it’s a hallucination or reality? If things from over there are worth this much, who cares if it’s real or not.
He had barely taken a few steps when a familiar scream rang out behind him. David Thompson turned to see a bald, skinny old man tackling Anna Harris to the ground.
Seeing this, David Thompson’s blood boiled. Gritting his teeth, his face twisted with rage, he charged over. “Old Clark! That’s my girlfriend—let her go!!”
“Whoosh—” Suddenly, a loose hexagonal floor tile flew through the air and smashed directly into David Thompson’s head.
The world spun, and David Thompson crashed heavily to the ground. His vision was gradually covered in red—his head was bleeding.
Through the red haze, David Thompson saw a pair of swollen, bandaged feet in patient’s clothes walk past his eyes, heading toward the struggling, screaming Anna Harris.