He had not slept for an entire night!
He had lost count of how many nights he had not slept. It seemed that he had not slept since Kathleen left.
Time passed quietly, and it was soon eight o'clock.
John stood up from the ground, put on his prosthetic leg, and walked out.
Breakfast was prepared in the dining room. Barkley looked at him and asked, "Young master, what would you like to eat?"
Just as Barkley finished speaking, John's body swayed, and he fell to the ground.
The prosthetic leg fell off again because it was not worn properly.
Barkley quickly walked forward and asked, "Young master, what's wrong?"
He helped John to the sofa and picked up the prosthetic leg. Just as he was about to put it on him, he saw the swollen leg.
Barkley was shocked. "Young master, your leg is injured!"
John looked at the wound silently.
Barkley said anxiously, "No, we need to see a doctor!" He quickly called Corey.
