2024-03-23 23:23:49Calvin took a long breath, trying to contain his emotions. Alana was indeed very beautiful and attractive, but she was very harsh towards him, probably because he was only her contract husband.
Calvin looked around, the sterile and cold hospital corridor did not convey the warmth he needed right now.
He felt alone, estranged from his previous life in his homeland of Barrion.
Since the war broke out between Barrion and its neighboring country, Han Xin, Calvin, and his sister fled to Hudden for a new life.
Calvin's family background and past glory were now nothing but ruins almost without a trace. Therefore, according to Calvin, whoever he and his family used to be, all of that was no longer important.
He reached into his jacket and retrieved a golden amulet.
It was his family heirloom, the most precious possession he owned.
Before his mother passed away, she entrusted the heirloom to Calvin with a solemn request to keep it safe.
Calvin stared at the golden amulet, taking a deep breath, as he contemplated whether selling it could save Lizzie.
However, he was reminded of his parents' message to always cherish it and never give it away.
Unbeknownst to Calvin, Lizzie wasn't asleep. Although her eyes were tightly shut, and her breathing sounded calm, she was still aware of her brother's presence around her.
Taking advantage of the moment when Calvin left, Lizzie carefully observed every step her brother took.
With a pounding heart, Lizzie lifted her IV pole and slowly walked towards the door. Each step was taken carefully to avoid making any suspicious noises. She pressed her ear against the door, trying to listen clearly to everything Calvin said over the phone.
Calvin's voice sounded faint but could be heard in Lizzie's ears. She listened attentively, her heart racing as she heard Calvin's plea to Alana.
Although Lizzie understood that Calvin was doing his best for her, she felt sad and guilty for causing her brother to be trapped in a difficult situation.
Every word from Calvin pierced Lizzie's heart, making her feel even more guilty for not being able to help her brother financially.
In the darkness of the quiet room, Lizzie felt alone with her worries and guilt. With a heavy heart, Lizzie returned to her bed after Calvin finished his phone call.
She lay down with a mind full of despair.
Calvin entered Lizzie's hospital room with a heavy heart. He saw his sister sleeping soundly in bed, her face calm despite her weakened body due to illness.
Calvin felt moved by his sister's condition but also felt anxious because he hadn't succeeded in getting the money for Lizzie's surgery.
Sitting on the sofa next to Lizzie's hospital bed, Calvin pondered over all the possibilities. His mind kept spinning, searching for a way out of this difficult situation. He felt trapped between despair and the burning determination to save his sister. With that thought, he fell asleep.
Calvin woke up in the morning to the sound of Lizzie's painful groans coming from her bed. Quickly, he got up from the sofa and approached his sister's hospital bed with concern.
"Lizzie, what's wrong? Are you okay?" Calvin asked in a panicked voice, trying to find out what was causing his sister's groans of pain.
Lizzie couldn't answer clearly due to the pain she felt. Her face was pale and cold sweat dripped from her forehead. She could only groan and hold her stomach, which felt painful.
"Calvin... It hurts so much..." murmured Lizzie with a voice strained by the unbearable pain.
"I'll find a nurse," said Calvin.
Without hesitation, Calvin quickly ran to the corridor to seek help from the nurses or caregivers on duty. However, when he found them and asked for help, the response he received made him even more panicked.
"Please, my sister is in a lot of pain in there! You have to help us!" Calvin exclaimed to one of the nurses with a panicked tone.
However, the nurse just shook her head casually. "Sorry, we're all very busy right now. You'll have to wait until we have time to respond, by the way, have you paid yet?" she replied indifferently, as if Lizzie's pain wasn't an urgent priority.
Lizzie groaned in pain again, trying to endure the unbearable suffering. She took a deep breath, trying to alleviate the pain that was engulfing her body. With great effort, she tried to call Calvin and give him instructions.
"Calvin... It's no use calling the nurse... In the drawer... There are pain-killers... Please get it for me..." Lizzie's words were interrupted by the unbearable pain.
Without hesitation, Calvin rushed to the drawer in the corner of the room and took the pain medication Lizzie had mentioned.
He then quickly approached his sister and gave her the medicine. In an instant, Lizzie swallowed the medicine, hoping it would alleviate the pain ravaging her body.
Both of them fell silent in tension and suffering, hoping that the medication would soon make Lizzie feel better.
However, behind the silence of the dark hospital room, they felt isolated and helpless in facing the haunting suffering.
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Calvin’s body convulsed violently.It was no longer just pain—it was a raging inferno surging through his veins, a firestorm that started in his throat and tore through his chest like molten glass. Every heartbeat pounded like a war drum inside his ribcage, echoing with suffering. The venom wrapped around his lungs like barbed wire, crushing every breath into a gasping, agonized wheeze. His limbs jerked uncontrollably, flailing with no coordination. He collapsed onto his knees, the cold surface beneath him offering no comfort—only a cruel reminder that his body was failing him.The edges of his vision darkened, like shadows creeping in from another world. Black spots swirled in his eyes, and every blink became a desperate attempt to hold onto consciousness. His breath caught in his throat, dry and burning, each inhale like trying to swallow shards of broken glass.Then came the System’s voice—distorted, flickering, broken like a glitched recording.[Warning: Internal system disruption
Dream
The night air felt cold, piercing Calvin's skin even though his body was wrapped in a thick, warm blanket. The chill came from a dream slowly dragging him back to a childhood he had nearly forgotten.In his dream, Calvin stood in the hallway of his old house. The white walls had begun to yellow, and the carpet on the floor looked worn. He heard the soft laughter of his younger self, probably around seven years old. Moments later, he saw little Calvin running around aimlessly before he collided with a young woman carrying a cup of tea."Calvin, don't run around the house! It's dangerous if this hot tea spills on you," the woman gently scolded. Her face was warm. Her hair was loosely tied back, and her eyes looked at Calvin with a tenderness that always made him feel safe.Mom... adult Calvin whispered in his heart. His blood rushed at the sight of his mother and hearing her voice again—the voice that had long disappeared from his memory—filling his chest with a tight, aching longing."
It Should’ve Exploded
A subordinate knelt before President Lee, the supreme leader of Han Xin, who sat on his throne and looked down at the man with a haughty expression. “What news do you bring me this time?” he said mockingly.The atmosphere in the room was suffocating and tense, filled with the cruel aura that emanated from President Lee—even when the tyrant wasn’t committing any atrocities.“Forgive me, my lord. Calvin is still alive, and he survived the plane crash with ease,” the man explained timidly.President Lee’s face immediately hardened. His eyes darkened, and his fists clenched tightly. “You couldn’t even kill a cockroach?” he hissed sharply. “Are you sure you did your job properly?”The subordinate didn’t dare answer directly. He bowed even lower, almost as if trying to disappear into the floor. His knees trembled violently, and cold sweat began to drip from his temples. His breath was ragged, unable to bear the burning gaze of President Lee. His courage shrank to nothing—even though the Pre
Rebirth of Bacca
Destroyed buildings from the war greeted Calvin at every step as he walked through the city of Bacca. Debris was scattered everywhere. Barrion—his homeland—was now free from the tyrannical rule of Han Xin... but the remnants of destruction were overwhelming.Calvin's steps halted at a vast field, once known as the city center. Around him, nothing remained but rubble and charred pillars. His eyes swept over the scene, his expression difficult to read."I'll start by rebuilding the houses and structures in this area first," Calvin said."Please do, Sir," replied the President, who stood not far from him, nodding respectfully and giving Calvin the space to do as he wished.Without a word, Calvin stepped forward. He knelt down, pressing his palm against the ground. Instantly, the earth trembled, compacted itself, and began to rise, forming solid buildings with supernatural precision. Wooden elements emerged from the soil, weaving into walls, rooftops, and sturdy pillars, creating rows of
The Rise of Barrion's Guardian
The plane began to shake more violently. Emergency alarms wailed incessantly, making the atmosphere even more tense. Passengers—including two government representatives from Barrion—screamed, some cried, others clung to their seatbelts as if they could save them from death.Meanwhile, Calvin remained calmly seated, though his body shook along with the turbulence. His eyes focused on the window, then on a flight attendant who ran past the cabin aisle in panic.“The cabin's losing pressure! Navigation system failure!” came the pilot’s voice from the cockpit.Calvin slowly stood, walking toward the front, keeping his balance with effort.“Open the door,” he ordered sharply upon reaching the cockpit.“We’re trying!” The co-pilot looked pale. “The main engine is completely dead, we—”“If we panic, we die. Stick to the plan. You head toward the nearest airport for an emergency landing. I’ll help as much as I can—just focus on landing the plane safely.” Calvin stared at the wildly blinking s
The Price of Pride
Calvin’s name suddenly exploded across various social media platforms. A clip of him calmly but devastatingly shutting down the shareholders' arguments during yesterday’s meeting went viral and trended within hours. What impressed the public the most was how Calvin managed to leave Kevin Lang completely speechless after enduring a series of insults. People began praising Calvin even more as a medical god with the heart of an angel.Meanwhile, far from the media spotlight, Kevin was sitting in a treatment room at Lang Hospital. His hands trembled as a nurse finished reattaching his severed pinky. The pain from Calvin’s brutal and unexpected act of cutting off his finger was unbearable—but the most excruciating pain wasn’t in his finger. It was in his pride. Kevin’s ego was shattered by the fact that he had to go to Calvin and beg him to return the severed piece.“This is all that bastard Calvin’s fault, Dad!” Kevin growled, his voice shaking with emotion. “He dared to humiliate me—me,
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