The helicopter returned to the Ming Organization base.
As soon as she got off the plane, Dulcina Calvo was on the verge of collapsing again due to physical exhaustion.
Esteban Zaragosa held it with a quick eye.
But from the man’s arms fell a red rope bracelet.
Esteban Zaragosa and Dulcina Calvo look down at the same time –
The braided red cord was still in good condition, presumably well preserved, and on it was strung a small plaque with the name of none other than Dulcina Calvo.
Esteban Zaragosa’s dark eyes snapped shut, something in his mind seemed to peek out, and as he tried to bend down to pick it up, Dulcina Calvo had already bent down a step faster to pick up the red cord.
“This is…”
Your stuff?
But how did this red rope bracelet of yours end up in the hands of Esteban Zaragosa?
Esteban Zaragosa, with a slightly creepy look that seemed to evade him, turned around and walked straight into the base.
And Dulcina Calvo picked up the red cord and for a moment she could not understand how that red cord of hers could be here in Esteban Zaragosa …
He grabbed the red rope and followed Esteban Zaragosa to the base.
“Tutor, is this my stuff?”
Esteban Zaragosa returned her gaze coolly before reaching out and snatching her hand away with a very cold two-word answer, “No.”
Dulcina Calvo bit her lip: “You’re lying, it’s obviously mine, it has my name engraved all over it! And I remember I did buy one of those red string bracelets at the market when I was a kid, only it’s disappeared. But … how did it appear in your hand?”
The more Dulcina Calvo thought about it, the more suspicious she felt, frowning her white brow and looking curiously at the red string in Esteban Zaragosa’s hand.
But soon Esteban Zaragosa handed him the red cord again: “If you want it, here it is”.
Dulcina Calvo did not take it and deliberately said, “I have many of these red cords, and since my guardian is so Dulcina Bay this red cord, I will keep it for my guardian, just so that, when I am not with him, he will remember me when he sees it.”
For the first time, Esteban Zaragosa was told what he thought, and by a very tender girl, and his brow furrowed, but he could not reply.
Dulcina Calvo let out a small giggle as she saw the mix of emotions on his face, with both little hands behind her back, tilting her little face up and staring at him. “It looks like you really keep it for a peek? You didn’t steal it the last time my family came into my room, did you, Mentor?”.
“No.”
The man blurted out these two words with unusual coldness and left the house.
Dulcina Calvo tried to reach it, but hit her head and became dizzy.
Oh no, she hadn’t eaten much these days and her hypoglycemia had returned.
“Tutor, I’m dizzy.”
“There’s a doctor on base, find a doctor for motion sickness.”
“But I’m so dizzy, you hold me.”
That said, Dulcina Calvo fainted.
Esteban Zaragosa reached over and grabbed her in a hug, his brow furrowed in concern.
The men took Dulcina Calvo to the infirmary.
In the infirmary, Esteban Zaragosa stood beside Dulcina Calvo and asked with some concern, “Why hasn’t she woken up yet?”
Yanamaria Felix, dressed in a white lab coat and tying back a handful of her long hair that had fallen out, looked at Esteban Zaragosa and teased with a smile, “Esteban, are you worried about this little girl?”
Esteban Zaragosa pursed his thin lips and kept silent without speaking, to rest his eyes on Dulcina Calvo’s white, sleeping face.
Said Yanamaria Felix as she ordered her medication, “I’ve never seen you so worried about a girl and like people, have I?”
“No one takes you for dumb if you don’t speak.”
Yanamaria Felix shrugged, “I’ve heard Tom Paul and Claudio say before that you have a vermillion mole on your heart that you’ve been singing about for years, it wouldn’t be … this girl, would it?”
“Yanamaria Felix, if you don’t shut up, I don’t mind if you get degradingly kicked out.”
Yanamaria Felix spreads her hands: “Okay, I’ll shut up”.
After a while, Esteban Zaragosa looked at the time; Dulcina Calvo had been asleep for half an hour.
“Is there really nothing else wrong with you after sleeping that long? Are you sure you can wake up just by hanging up the glucose?”
Yanamaria Felix did not speak, minding her own business.
Esteban Zaragosa frowned, a little impatiently, “Yanamaría Félix.”
Yanamaria Felix deliberately pointed to her mouth in a gagging gesture, implying that you won’t let me speak.
Esteban Zaragosa: “… You can talk now”.
Yanamaria Felix then spoke slowly: “You are also a doctor, don’t you know anything about hypoglycemia? Or are you worried about it? But I’m especially curious, how did you two meet? She seems like a good DulcinaDulcina, she doesn’t seem to be having an affair with us…”
“Better stop talking.”
Yanamaria Felix: “…”
Well, don’t ask, he’ll gossip with Tom Paul and the others later.
After about ten more minutes, Dulcina Calvo woke up.
As soon as Esteban Zaragosa saw her wake up, he got up and immediately tried to leave, only to have that little hand immediately tug at his sleeve.
“Tutor, I’m sick, can’t you stay with me?”
Now, it is even difficult for him to speak.
Esteban Zaragosa, however, still unceremoniously pushed her little hand away and simply said to Yanamaría Félix: “Take care of her”.
Yanamaría Félix told Esteban Zaragosa: “It’s not that people want to be served by a woman like me”.
But the man didn’t care at all and said fiercely, without looking back, “If anything happens to him, take care of your life.”
Yanamaria Felix: “Oh, I’ll take good care of her for you.”
Dulcina Calvo: “…”
When Esteban Zaragosa left, Dulcina Calvo bit her pale lips, her watery eyes sad and her eyes slightly red.
The mentor still doesn’t want it, right?
Yanamaría Félix glanced at Dulcina Calvo, looked at her and asked, “Crying?”.
Dulcina Calvo dried her eyes and turned on her side to sleep, her back to Yanamaría Félix, and said stubbornly, “No, it’s just sore eyes.”
“And yeah, it’s not like that hard-hearted White Wolf can see you if you cry now. ”
The more she talked, the sadder Dulcina Calvo felt, since they kidnapped The Holy City, to here, in fact, did not know at the moment where exactly this place was, through thousands of mountains, so many days of fear and restlessness, longing and not enough to eat, her guardian still spoke to her coldly … Was really a little Poor, tears, more and more can not stop flowing, little hands secretly wipe the tears.
Yanamaria Felix saw that the girl was really crying, but still asked with great need, “Eso, do you need to recharge and eat now?”
Upon hearing about food, Dulcina Calvo immediately nodded her head.
…
Yanamaria Felix left the infirmary and went to the canteen to get food for the girl.
After typing the food, he was about to take it to the infirmary when he was stopped halfway by Esteban Zaragosa.
Esteban Zaragosa glanced at the food on Yanamaria Felix’s plate and frowned slightly in disgust. “Why is the food in the dining hall so bad these days?”.
Yanamaria Felix: “…. Canteen food is always like this”.
Esteban Zaragosa took a box of chocolates and handed it to Yanamaría Félix: “She likes this, look how she eats it”.
Chocolate for hypoglycemia works best.
Yanamaria Felix gave him a thoughtful look, “Since when did you, a man, have a private stash of goodies?”
Esteban Zaragosa was not bothered by her flirtation and turned around to be about to leave when Yanamaría Félix said, without skipping a beat, “I forgot to mention that your little girl was crying just a moment ago, right after you left, and you made her cry.”