When His Eyes Opened (Avery and Elliott)

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The doctor saw that Layla had fallen asleep, so he whispered to Eric, “Is your hand numb?”

Eric: “It’s okay.”

The two came out of the bedroom.

“Will she still have the needle tomorrow?” Eric stretched his wrist and asked.

“Look at her condition tomorrow. If she doesn’t vomit tomorrow, she won’t need to get an injection. She will be fine

after taking medicine.” The doctor replied, “The important thing is that she must eat lightly and not indiscriminately.

“Rested for a week or so, she will be back to normal.”

“Does she want to rest for a week?”

“Yes. She must eat a light diet this week, and it is best to eat porridge or noodles, which are easier to digest.”

The doctor’s words made Eric fall into silence.

Layla said that she would go home to cook for her family on Friday, so she might not be able to go back.

The next morning, Layla woke up with a thirsty mouth and a hungry chest against her back.

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She lifted the quilt and wanted to find water to drink.

The moment she got off the ground, she felt like her body was floating, and if she lost her center of gravity at any

moment, she would fall down.

So she leaned on the wall and walked out of the bedroom.

Unexpectedly, a scent wafted over.

It wasn’t the smell of big fish and meat. In her current state, she couldn’t eat big fish or big meat at all. It was

porridge.

“Hey…” Layla saw Eric busy in the kitchen, so she opened her mouth.

“Are you awake?” Eric brought the green vegetable porridge to the dining table and helped her up, asking, “How do

you feel now?”

“Hungry, thirsty, tired… ” Layla supported herself to sit down.

Eric’s vegetable porridge was very fragrant.

Layla smelled the fragrance, and her stomach growled in disappointment.

“Didn’t you say you don’t know how to cook?” Layla’s nose was slightly sour, and she stirred the porridge with a

spoon to dissipate the heat.

“I don’t need any skills to cook porridge.” Eric served himself a bowl of porridge and sat down opposite her, “Are

you still sick today?”

“Not for the time being. Let’s see if you will feel sick after eating breakfast!” Layla took a spoonful of porridge and

blew gently.

“Do you regret moving out?” Eric saw that her face was still pale and haggard, and he had never seen her like this

before.

“There’s nothing to regret. It’s not terminally ill.” Layla put the porridge in her mouth. The taste was neither salty

nor bland.

“Don’t say such unlucky words.”

“Thank you for last night! If you didn’t bring the doctor, I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to hide it from my family.”

Layla’s words reminded Eric.

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“The doctor said that you need to recuperate for a week before you can recover. For the next week, you have to

eat a light diet.” Eric said, “Why don’t you tell your family!”

Layla suddenly panicked.

After finishing the porridge, she made a decision: “Then I won’t go back on Friday.”

“Your parents will ask you why, what do you say?”

“I’ll ask my best friend for help.” Layla took out her phone and gave Daisy a message.

About an hour later, Daisy arrived.

“Layla, why are you so haggard?” Daisy took Layla’s hand and asked, “Do you want to go to the hospital?”

“I’m fine. The doctor came to see me last night.” Layla sat on the edge of the bed, feeling better than when she

just woke up. “You just need to lie for me. I’m afraid my parents will be worried.”

“This is no problem!” Daisy said, glancing at Eric, who was standing beside her, out of the corner of her eye, “Eric,

Is it really you?”

Daisy wanted to say, “You look much handsomer in real life than in photos, and you didn’t show your real age at

all.”

No wonder Layla was so fascinated.

“Yeah. Let’s talk; I’ll go grocery shopping.” After Eric finished speaking, he turned and left.

Daisy immediately asked Layla excitedly: “You two… Are you on good terms?”

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