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Chapter 145 Saving an Old Mrs. Olive carried Phoebe back to the bedroom. Phoebe was then nestled in her own nest and had quickly fallen asleep. Olive was lying on the bed, thinking about what Mrs. Samantha had just said. She was tossing and turning, as she was unable to sleep. Turning to the side, she reached out and slowly stroke the pillow which Elvis often used. “What was he doing now?” She pondered. Olive stretched and grabbed her phone from the bed and sent him a precised message. “Are you really not coming home tonight?” The message read. Her phone beeped as a message came in quickly. One would think that he was expecting her message. “I’ll be sleeping at the company.” Olive counted his reply, there were only five words. Olive hastily sent him another message. “I wanna chat with you.” Without hesitation, his message popped in again. “I’m heading for a meeting. Go to bed early. Goodnight.” Elvis unilaterally announced that the chat was over. Olive angrily threw her phone on the bed table, then she hugged his pillow in her arms. Olive imagined the nonchalant look on his face. She squeezed her fist and hammered on the pillow twice. Soon, she placed the pillow on her head again. The pillow scented like Elvis. Olive buried her face in it and fell asleep. Dawn the next day, Olive arrived at the Ivory Council quite early. Olive was headed for the pharmacy when she sighted an elderly figure. It was an old lady. The old lady’s weak body swayed twice and fell to the ground. Olive’s eyes widened as she swiftly ran forward.
“Ma’am, what’s wrong? Don’t be afraid. I’m a doctor, I’ll help you.” Olive quickly checked the old lady’s pulse. The old lady let out a cough and blood gushed out from her nose.
The old lady’s eyes were a little lax. She looked at Olive weakly. “Am I going to d ie? Before I d ie, I’ve finally seen a fairy.” Olive knelt beside the lady and quickly covered the lady’s nose with the handkerchief she was with. The bright red blood immediately stained her fingers.
Doted by My Billionaire Husband With her left hand, Olive pinched a silver needle from her hair. Olive’s clear eyes looked at the lady with a soothing smile. “Ma’am, I’m not some kind of fairy. I was sent by heaven to save you.” “Really my dear? If you aren’t a fairy that means that you’re an angel.” The lady argued with the last strength in her. Olive stabbed the golden needle into the old lady’s neck and the bleeding suddenly seized from the woman’s nose. Olive touched the old lady’s head and asked softly. “Ma’am, are you afraid?” The old lady resisted a little. “Can you please not pierce me with a needle?” Olive shook her head. “No, ma’am. I need to make use of the needle.” “Angel, please be gentle. I’m really afraid of pains.” The old lady pleaded. “Okay, ma’am. Just close your eyes.” Olive’s soft voice seemed to carry an irresistible magically power. The old lady had quickly s h ut her eyes. Without wasting any more time, Olive accurately stabbed the needle in her hand into the acupuncture point in the woman’s brain. The old lady quickly fell into coma. Although her breath was still weak, the lady was out of danger. Olive let out a sigh of relief as she stared at the woman. Olive took out her hand towel and wiped the blood off the lady’s face. She stood up and went to get a warm water. Just as Olive left, someone walked over, it was Pamela.
Pamela had just arrived the institute when she saw an old lady lying on the ground. She quickly stepped forward and wanted to see what was wrong with the woman. Suddenly, the students started walking over one after another. It was time for classes, and the students had begun arriving for lectures.
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