His eyes fluttered and he sighed deeply. "What is his condition?" he inquired, and Alesea opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by someone. "He's in such bad shape now that I don't think I can even predict when he'll wake up from his coma." They quickly turned around, their gaze falling on a lovely young lady with black wavy hair that fell to her waist. Her blue eyes were complemented by her long dark eyelashes. The girl's face lit up with a smile, and Alex, who was perplexed, shifted his gaze to Alesea. Alesea's lips formed a sheepish smile as he asked, "Who...is She?"