"Alright, let's eat."
Mashauva did not have an appetite at first, but when the food was placed in front of her, gluttony overcame her.
It wasn't until she had finished her meal that she realized she had eaten a lot.
"I thought you said you don't have the appetite?" Freddy teased her.
Hearing that, Mashauva blushed. "You're the one who ordered so much."
"But I didn't say you should finish them all."
Vexed at his teasing, Mashauva pouted and fell silent.
"Alright, I was just teasing you. You did not eat much. Wipe your mouth."
He handed a napkin to Mashauva.
Mashauva snorted and did not take it from him.
"I don't want to talk to you anymore."
Freddy chuckled, and just as he wanted to say more, his phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, the smile in his eyes faded as he answered the phone.
"Bruno, you're finally awake." "Which ward is it?"
Bruno sounded a little breathless; it was as if he had just run.
After Freddy told Bruno the ward number, Bruno immediately hung up the phone. Freddy could only place his phone back into his pocket and said to Mashauva, "Bruno's awake. He's probably already here."
"He's here?"
"Yeah."
Freddy cleared the table as he comforted her. "What did I tell you? There's no way he'd leave you alone."
After learning Bruno had come to the hospital, Mashauva felt a little more at ease inexplicably.
The fluster she had before had subsided now.
After a while, someone appeared outside the ward.
Panting lightly, Bruno heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Mashauva sitting at the table, perfectly fine.
Then, he walked in after some time, and Freddy happened to be leaving with what was left of their lunch in his hand. "You're here? Stay here for a while, will you? I'm going to throw the trash away."
After Freddy left, only three people were left in the ward.
Frida was still in a coma.
Bruno lightly exhaled as he walked to Mashauva and sat down in front of her. Smiling dotingly at her, he asked, "How was your lunch?"
"Bruno."
Mashauva nodded. "I'm stuffed. Freddy ordered a lot of food, and they were all my favorites."
"Are you alright?" Bruno scrutinized Mashauva from head to toe. Only when he was sure she was fine that he let out a sigh of relief.
"I'm fine. It's Frida who got hurt."
Mashauva pointed to the bed where Frida was lying and said, "She has a lot of injuries on her body."
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