Having A Seizure Again

As Regan didn't wish to let Hazel notice his discomfort, he tried his best to not show it on his face. Sighing in her heart, Hazel pretended to be considerate. “Are you tired? How about you put me down and rest for a while…” Determinedly, Regan said, “It’s okay…” Unfortunately, the longer he walked, the more sweat was dripping from his forehead. Pulling at his sleeve, Hazel said, “But I’m tired now… I feel uncomfortable after being carried by you for such a long time. How about this? You can put me down for a rest and then ask someone to bring a wheelchair up. We can continue our journey once the wheelchair is here.” At this moment, Hazel had mixed feelings because she wasn’t sure whether she was putting up an act or indeed pitying Regan. Meanwhile, Regan also knew that he needed an injection now! Looking at the current situation, he didn’t think that he could hold on any longer. Even though they had reached the top of the hill, Dylan’s tombstone was still an hour's walking distance aw