Mr. K seemed to chuckle at his wife's reaction, who was very sobbing as she rubbed her stomach.
Really things like this, according to him, are rare things.
Not long after, there were several steps closer to Clara's bed.
Mr. K and Clara reflexively turned towards the source of the sound.
"Hey kid, how are you? Is it much better?" Prof. Hans asked Clara, who was still lying weakly on her bed.
Clara can only smile slightly at Prof. Hans because she couldn't say anything. After all, if she could be honest, her body was indeed much better than before, just not completely.
Prof. Hans gently stroked Clara's hair affectionately.
Mr. K, who was right beside Clara's bed, automatically shifted to give space for Prof. Hans.
Chris, who had been behind Prof. Hans, only dared to glance at Clara little by little.
There was still the fear and embarrassment he felt for Clara.
He felt guilty!
