Just at that moment, the little girl who had been curiously gazing at the bell seemed to sense something and was about to turn her head toward the nurse.
Bobby, quick-eyed and nimble-fingered, jingled the bell on her wrist. The bell tinkled, "Does it sound nice?"
The little girl giggled with delight, her eyes curving into crescents as she called out, "Brubby, Brubby. Want, Gigi wants!"
She meant she wanted to keep playing.
The nurse seized the opportunity and inserted the needle.
Perhaps because she felt the pain at the height of her happiness, the little girl, who a moment ago had been laughing like a sunflower, suddenly realized she had been deceived. The pain made her thrash about.
"Hurts... no... no... hurts..."
Bobby, heart aching, hugged her and tried to reassure her in a panic, "Gigi doesn't hurt, brother is here. It doesn't hurt, just bear with it a bit longer and it'll be fine."
The nurse took the chance to draw blood.
