"Rose… You see? There are still possibilities for you. You can still move your thigh. Maybe you just can't walk yet. I don't understand your situation, but we're going to help you get well. Everything's going to be okay."
Rose bit her lips, staring at Rolan as he spoke to her so gently. She couldn't help it—sad emotion coiled in her chest.
"You're sounding so sweet…"
She wished she was the same in her past life, but he was so different from what she knew in her past life. If only he could be like this forever. If he had treated her like this in the past, maybe they would have had a chance.
"Stop the talking, Rolan. Take action and don't talk." Her face carried a frown, dismissing Rolan from making any casual conversation with her. She felt so embarrassed now. She didn't have the strength to entertain his talk while he was looking at her face to face, just because he had gotten a chance with her.
