Babel Novel
chapter 1891
chapter 1891
Chapter 1891
In contrast, not one person had visited Tiffany, apart from the assigned nurse, even after she was admitted to the ward.
Though spacious, her ward was desolate. It was so quiet that dripping liquid could be heard.
The next day...
Tiffany’s bleary eyes parted as the sky brightened.
She looked at the blurry image in front of her and felt confused.
Was she dead?
What about that vulgar woman, Charmine? Was she dead as well?
Her eyelids jolted open at the thought.
Coincidentally, the door to her ward opened, and a nurse came in to change the IV liquid for her.
When she woke up, the nurse asked, albeit rather hostilely, "Do you feel unwell?"
The nurse knew this woman was evil, that she had done every evil deed that existed in the world...yet an evil woman like her managed to survive.
God must have been blind!
Tiffany met her disgusted look and asked coldly, "What about that b*tch Charmine? Is she dead?" "You mean Ms. Jordan?" The nurse then spoke, intentionally choosing her words, "She’s absolutely fine." i "What do you mean?" Tiffany stared at her incredulously. "Charmine is fine!?
How could that be?
She had detonated the bomb in hopes of ending her life with her!
Tiffany clenched her fists, and just thinking of this made the bitterness in her surge.
In her anger, she had unconsciously moved her lower half and leg, and she felt immense pain shooting throughout her body.
Wait...
Tiffany sensed something at that moment. Her bitter gaze slowly shifted to look downward at her lower half...and her eyes widened in utter disbelief.
Her right legit was gone!
All that was left was only a wrapped-up thigh in place of her missing leg!
Her face turned pale as she became disoriented. She shakily reached out and touched her thigh. 2
She lost a leg...
She lost a leg!
She was left with one leg! She was disabled!
"Aaah! How can this be? How?! Argh!" howled Tiffany, utterly devastated at the fate that befell her.
Amid her impending meltdown, she felt pain searing her face as her facial muscles scrunched in her distress.
She caressed her face and felt the bandage that wrapped around her head.
Tiffany glared at the nurse, her gaze filled with unadulterated fury. "What happened to my face? You, tell me! What happened to my face!?"
The nurse mocked coldly, "You're disfigured."
Tiffany heard a loud buzz in her head.
She...was disfigured apart from losing one leg?
"No way... No way..."
Tiffany began chanting this like a deranged woman as she unplugged the IV off of her arms. She did not even put on her shoes as she scrambled out of the bed...only for her to fall onto the floor with a thud, due to having lost her balance. 1
This instigated her wound, and the white bandage that wrapped her thigh instantly reddened.
All that, and Tiffany seemed to feel nothing.
She supported herself with her hands as she went into the washroom with her bleeding thigh, but blood stained the white floor in the process.
"You’re crazy!" The nurse looked at her before she walked over, wanting to help her up. "Do you even want to live?!" "Take your hands off of me!" growled Tiffany as she continued to crawl toward the washroom, i "She's gone mad!" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.
The nurse, no longer able to put up with Tiffany, walked out of the ward to find her supervisor.
Tiffany, meanwhile, determinedly made her way into the washroom, brought herself up as she grabbed at the walls and sink, and stared before the mirror.
Looking at her heavily bandaged face, she reached out and pulled at the bandage quickly.
When she saw her bloodied face covered with wounds and completely smudged, her pupils dilated.
"Aaaah! Aaargh!"
Groans and howls of pain were heard coming from the washroom.