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[VIP] SPECIAL VEGAS X PETE 4 (Book 4)

[VIP] SPECIAL VEGAS X PETE 4 (Book 4)

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-Pete

"Vegas is starting to respond. But body's resistance that conflicts with the brain system made him twitch. But there's nothing to worry about, Pete. What has just happened?" Dr. Top looked at me, alternating with Macau then fell silent before settling down in front of Macau. "Macau, do you want to have some snacks beneath the building with me?" Dr. Top smiled to Macau who kept head down quietly.

"I want to be here with Hia." Macau said in a trembling voice.

"Let's go out for a moment. Phi Pete will stay with Hia. Macau, let's go get some fresh air. Anything that makes us feel bad, just let it go..." Dr. Top reached out and gently stroked Macau's head.

"Macau, go out and have some snacks with Dr. Top. I will take care of Hia." I hugged Macau then lean out to look at him, smiling as always.

"Pete, the baby of..."

"Don't think about what hasn't happened yet. It's gonna be fine." I tried to comfort him even though my mental state was so bad that I almost couldn't support myself.

"So... go down and buy a cake for P' Pete too. Maybe P'Pete is tired now, right?" Macao slowly nodded in agreement of Dr. Top's words. Dr. Top reached out to grasp Macau's hand and pulled him up, then both walked out.

I walked slowly to Vegas's bed and sat down in my regular chair. Vegas... Tell me that Macau wouldn't have any screams of pain and blood that spilled onto the floor a few hours ago. I feared that what had happened would be the guiltiness of Macau's life and would have made things worse.

[Last week]

Dr. Top called me in to talk about the speed of recovery of Vegas. Only the brain was not very responsive, but overall, everything was in a good way. But what made Dr. Top was worry was not Vegas but Macau.

"I consulted a friend who is a psychiatrist about Macau, who had been diagnosed with depression as I had observed his behavior all along."

"Depression?"

"Yes! The disease is caused by abnormally secreted substances in the brain and a poor mental state. If not promptly treated or improved, it will be very dangerous."

"So what should I do?"

"At the worst moment he wants to be with the person he is most comfortable with. I've seen that Macau quite trust and quickly become close to Pete. I think Pete will be able to help."

"Please tell me how can I help him!"

"Just try not to let him think to much. Don't put him in stressful situations. Don't let him have argument with people that will affect his mind severely. And gradually teach him to be more in the real world. We gradually teach him, gradually talking to him, his mind will be stronger and his symptoms will get better..."

"Will he recover?"

"Yes"

[T/N: Dr. Top, have you ever talked to your psychiatrist friend about Khun? You've done it, right? Tell us!!!]

[Current]

"Vegas...I feel sorry for Macau, I feel sorry for you, why you guys have to suffer all the thing like that?" I slumped over to the side of the bed. A hand wrapped around Vegas's waist and hugged him loosely. "When will we get through this time? I'm tired... I still have hope, right? I can't sleep soundly these days. I was worried that if I woke up late at night and couldn't find anyone. Would I feel alone again? I'm afraid that if I take my eyes off you and you don't hear my voice, will you think you're alone again? I'm afraid that I will be discouraged. I'm scare of despair. But I want you to know that I'm here. I'm not going anywhere else." I hugged Vegas tighter and let the tears run down and released the weakness in my heart even a little was good.