Chapter 135

Diana's POV

"Your hand has a bruise on the wrist, ma'am." The doctor's voice broke my reverie.

After what had happened and I had collapsed at the foot of the stairs, they lifted me up and carried me to my room, laid me limply on the bed and told the doctor to come.

But who cares about the bruises on my hands when my heart and feelings have been filled with many invisible wounds. Who cares about the soles of my feet that they bandaged? I no longer fully feel the pain in my body.

I don't know why, but the bruises on my hands and the puncture wounds under the soles of my feet are strangely not felt. Faint, not as painful as usual.

I stood still, staring blankly straight ahead. Nothing was visible to me but emptiness.

"What happened to her condition, Doc?" I faintly heard Emy ask.

The doctor beside me took a deep breath. "His injuries are not severe, but he has a serious condition." She took out his report again, visible from the corner of my eye.

A few days ago, he came to check on me. Y