Jessica turned her face away, not looking at either Carl or the wounds on his hands.
Carl peeled an apple beside, showing no emotion. When he finished peeling, there wasn't much pulp left, or to be more accurate, only two-thirds left.
He handed it to Jessica.
It was Jessica who said that she wanted to eat an apple. Since Carl had already peeled one, Jessica took it over.
Jessica took two bites and felt full, but she still kept eating yet very slowly.
The ward was quiet. No one spoke.
Carl stared at Jessica for a moment, and then bent down to pick up the band-aid on the ground and covered it on his wound.
Noticing what Carl did, Jessica paused but
soon continued to eat the apple in hand.
Though Jessica kept eating for a long time, she didn't eat much.
Carl remembered that Jessica also didn't eat much at dinner yesterday. She had a little tummy, like a bird.
She wasn't like that before.
Although she had kept on her diet, she ate healthy amounts.
Now she only ate almost half of the amount she had eaten. Carl even felt that she wasn't full at all.
Was there anything wrong with her?
Or was she sick?
Carl thought a lot and was more sure about that, so he knitted his brows.
"Have a full body check later."
Unexpectedly hearing Carl's voice, Jessica
was stunned for a moment, "No need."
'I'm fine. Why do I need to do the fucking check?'
As Carl was about to speak, Jessica's phone rang.
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