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The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities Chapter 210 - Your Brain Became Normal?

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Chapter 210: Your Brain Became Normal?

Hospital ward.

Claire opened her eyes suddenly, looked at the ceiling above her head, and her consciousness returned little by little.

“Claire? Are you okay? Talk to…”

She turned her eyes to see Gallon and Jacob.

The two of them stared at her closely, looking anxious.

Claire sat up suddenly and hurriedly asked. “Where is Spark?”

Gallon and Jacob were confused. “Who are you talking about?”

Claire rubbed her temple and said, “I mean… where’s Hunter Johnson?”

“Oh, him. He’s next door…”

Before Gallon finished speaking, Claire had jumped out of bed and rushed out of the ward, not even wearing her shoes.

In the ward next door, Hunter was lying on the bed, still not awake. He was on an intravenous drip.

Slowly, Claire walked softly to the bedside and looked at the handsome face of the man. Everything happening three years ago was like a dream.

Finally… they met again.

It turned out that their first encounter was a reunion after a long absence.

Claire unb.u.t.toned the man’s clothes only to see that his body was covered with crisscross scars, and there was a red mark on his chest.

This was the Co-existent Bewitching Bug.

A drop of tear slipped down from the corner of Claire’s eyes.

“Liar!” She gritted her teeth and choked. “Liar, liar, liar! Big liar!”

Claire grasped the man’s clothes with a jerk, lay on his chest, and said angrily, “Liar, didn’t you say that you would come back? Didn’t you ask me to wait for you? You lied to me, you liar…”

With that, she whimpered and finally cried out loud, like an abandoned wronged child. Tears trickled down and soon soaked the man’s clothes.

Evening.

Hunter regained consciousness finally.

Derek lunged to his feet, leaned his head over, and asked happily. “Hunter, are you okay? Are you hungry or thirsty?”

“You’re noisy… Where am I?” Hunter frowned and asked in a hoa.r.s.e voice.

Derek replied. “This is the hospital.”

Hospital?

Hunter propped himself up with his arms.

“Hunter, don’t move!” Derek hurriedly reached out to help.

Hunter ignored him, unplugged the needle on his arm, and pulled his collar open. He felt it was sticky on his chest, which made him a little uncomfortable, so he said coldly, “Go and help me get new clothes.”

“OK.”

Derek turned around obediently, walked to the door, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. He ran back to the bedside, staring straight at Hunter. “Hunter, your brain… became normal?”

Hunter glanced at him sideways. “Of course, do you want me to stay stupid forever?”

Derek gaped in shock and asked tentatively. “Then… do you remember what happened when your brain became addled?”

Hunter looked indifferent, and his dark eyes looked a bit fierce and solemn. “Some of it.”

Derek was still worried. “Do you remember me? Do you remember Uncle? Do you remember Mr. Hopkins?”

“Yes.”

“Then… do you remember Claire?”

Hunter narrowed his eyes. “The Smiths’ long-lost daughter who was brought back recently? I remember a little bit about her.”

“Huh?” Derek scratched her curly hair.

Just a little bit…

Hunter lost his patience and said irritably, “I just asked you to get me new clothes. Why do you have to say so much nonsense?”

“I’ll go get them right away!” Derek ran out of the ward, curling his lips unhappily.

Hunter, who returned to normal, was even fiercer than before.

On the other side, Claire changed and b.u.t.toned up with one hand.

Gallon sat next to her. “The doctor has asked you to stay in the hospital for observation. Can’t you just stay on the bed? Where are you going?”

“I’m going to see someone. I’ll be back soon.” Claire grabbed her school bag and hurried out of the ward.

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