Chapter 1233

Chapter 1233 She didn't know whether she was in a dream. Her mind was in a fog as she saw Luke walk in. His face was still gloomy. He touched her forehead, then took out his cell phone, and made a call. She somehow felt a prick in her arm. When she looked up, she had already been put on a drip. Immediately after that, she heard Luke say in sepulchral tones, "You think you're so tough, don't you?" She tried to say something but her throat was dry. She murmured, "Water..." She vaguely heard his low oath. "Why didn't you die of thirst?" Then the water slowly flowed into her mouth and instantly moistened her throat, leaving the sweetness on her tongue. She pursed her lips in satisfaction and closed her eyes. The dream was vivid, but she knew it was just a dream. She could distinguish between dreams and reality. She slept for a long time. Eileen opened her eyes. She saw Brad lying there with a worried look on his small face. Brandy brought over a bowl of porridge. Luke wasn