What Toy?

A toy? Why did he suddenly give me a toy? Was it because she had become an incomplete person? "Mr. Carroll, am I going to become a person with only half a body?" I cried even louder after saying that. "Bad guy, Peter is a bad guy." "Alas." Carroll held me in his arms and coaxed me in a soft voice. "The company has the best medical team, so you won't only have half a body." "Really?" I put a face full of snot and tears on him and widened my eyes. "Then, what toy is it?" Carroll: "..." "What are you thinking about? I really want to open your head and know about it." He pinched my head hard. Feeling the pain, I got rid of his arms and said, "Ah, you won't have such a lovely pet if you open my head." "No, I have the best medical team. I can sew up your head after opening it and studying it." He smoothed his clothes and looked at the clothes that were stained by me with disgust. I rolled my eyes and said, "It doesn't look good if you sew it up, and you won't have such a beautiful pet anymore." "Don't be afraid. I have the best cosmetic medicine team." I opened my eyes wide in horror and huddled up in the farthest corner of the car, far away from him. "Don't you want to cry anymore?" Carroll asked me with a smile. I nodded. I stopped crying. I was afraid he would knock my head open if he didn't feel good. No matter how good the cosmetic medicine team was, it was not as good as my original one! Seeing that I didn't make any more noise, he felt relieved. "Sure enough, a child has to be scared." "Whatever you say is true." I took a drag on my nose and pouted. Soon, the car arrived at the hospital. I had never seen such a hospital. In the dense forest, there was a delicate courtyard flowing with water. I felt like I had entered a park. In the evening of early summer, there was a light drizzle. The spring was just over, and it was still a little cold. It was this slight chill that made me forget the pain in my back. It was not until he took me to the innermost courtyard and the beautiful nurse in a white coat came to me that I came back to my senses. I was brought along by a beautiful nurse for one check-up after another. Finally, she came to the conclusion that my shoulder blade was broken and I needed to be hospitalized. Bone fracture? Looking at the tiny cracks in the X-ray, I felt a lump in my nose. "Do I need to be in a cast?" The little nurse smiled and said, "Miss Kelly, you don't have to. You just need to stay in the hospital for a few days." "Oh." I didn't hate to stay in the hospital. In this way, I didn't have to go to the mourning hall to kneel. How free it was. I went back to the ward, changed into my hospital gown, and sat on the bed in a daze. If I couldn't lie flat or lie on my side, could I only lie on my stomach? "Are you thinking about your life here?" At this moment, Carroll had already changed into a clean set of clothes. The two buttons on his white shirt were open, and the outline of his chest muscles was faintly discernible. Although he leaned on the door frame casually, the scene was like a beautiful painting. I swallowed hard at the sight of such a handsome face. "Did you hurt your throat? Can't you speak?" Carroll walked in and sat beside me. He was holding an exquisite wooden box in his hand. There were two big, golden words on the box "Cheuk Restaurant". This time, I drooled even more. Last time I had dinner with Euna and the others in Cheuk Restaurant. The special fruit juice there tasted so good. The goose liver was also delicious, soft, and salty. There was also caviar. Tsk, tsk, the juice filled my mouth every time I took a bite. "Well, Mr. Carroll." I narrowed my eyes and smiled flatteringly. "Do you give it to me?" "Yes! Owen is responsible for your food in the hospital." Carroll said as he placed the lunch box on a small table. There was a glass bottle filled with juice and goose liver, as well as a variety of different colored desserts. "Haha, I knew you wouldn't be willing to knock my head open." Seeing the delicious food in front of me, I raised my hand and wanted to grab the fork on the table. To my surprise, when I raised my arm, the heart-wrenching pain made me break out in a cold sweat. With tears in my eyes, I said angrily, "Ah! Oh, it hurts! I can't eat it." "Will I starve you to death?" Carroll untied his sleeves, cut the food into small pieces, picked up a piece, and fed me. "Open your mouth." "Yes." When the goose liver came into my mouth, my eyes were smiling like a crescent moon. "It's delicious." Carroll picked up another piece of beef. "Didn't your family teach you how to eat without saying a word?" I put the beef into my mouth and replied, "No, when I was in the countryside, my grandma and aunt didn't allow me to sit at the table. I always squatted in the woodshed to eat with a small stool." As I spoke, a mouthful of soup was delivered to my mouth. Gulp. "No one used to eat with me before. I talked to the YELLOW dog in the yard." "Would the YELLOW dog reply to you?" Another steak. As I chewed, I pondered. "It barked. Is it a kind of reply?" Carroll could not help but laugh. "Well, you're right." "But, it's better now. You eat with me and talk with me. You're a person and better than the YELLOW dog..." Carroll stopped what he was doing. Then, he cut a large piece of goose liver and stuffed it into my mouth. "It's better to raise the YELLOW dog than you. The YELLOW dog will wag its tail at me." "I don't have a tail, do I?" He stuffed food into my mouth, and I was a little tongue-tied. He was fine just now, but why did he suddenly become so violent? I didn't understand. I looked at Jason at the door and wanted to find an answer. Jason smiled awkwardly and said, "Madam, how can you compare Mr. Carroll to the YELLOW dog?" "I, I didn't." I was suddenly enlightened. I swallowed the food in my mouth and choked for a long time before I could catch my breath. "I was wrong, Mr. Carroll." Carroll picked up the juice and asked me with a cold face, "What did you do wrong?" "I shouldn't compare you with the YELLOW dog. You are much better than the YELLOW dog." I blinked my eyes, and my attitude was sincere. But there was something wrong with what I said. "Drink!" Carroll shook his head helplessly and stuffed the straw into my mouth. "Don't talk too much while eating in the future." "Yes, yes." I could even stop talking! After having enough food, I yawned on the small table. Today was much more tiring than the day I was in the countryside. Especially when I was arguing with Peter, my little body seemed to have fallen apart. Seeing that I was hanging my head, Carroll leaned over and said, "I think it's very troublesome to keep pets. For example, my pet doesn't know how to go back to bed when she's sleepy." "Jason, what's the dog with the lowest IQ?" Jason thought for a moment and asked, "Basset?" "Raise one. Let's see which one of them is stupider." Carroll said as he placed the bracelet in his hand on the bedside table. He then carried me onto the bed. The bed in the ward was not big, but fortunately, I was relatively thin. When I saw Carroll lying down beside me, I was so scared that I shrank into the corner of the bed. "Mr. Carroll, are you sleeping here too?" Carroll unbuttoned two more buttons. "Today is our wedding night. Don't you want to sleep with me?"