John Fame's face changed slightly.
Lissy Lock also paused for a moment, struggling to digest what Walter Smith had just said.
Hospital?
Walter Smith continued, "But according to what I said, it's unclear whose side you are on…"
"Hospital?" muttered Lissy. "Hospital… Oh, so John Fame, you went to the hospital."
John Fame steadily looked up at him: "Walter Smith, I demand you to leave this place within three minutes."
Lissy, holding him, suddenly laughed: "John Fame, just now I was pleading with you to let him go, but you wouldn't. Now...how did you change your mind so quickly?"
"Lissy Lock! Don't go too far."
"Since it has already been said, just say it all. There's no need to hide it, it only keeps people on tenterhooks." Lissy continued casually, "The hospital you visited this morning belongs to Skye Turner, doesn't it?"
Walter Smith didn't say a word. It was time to wait and see how things would turn out.
John Fame nodded: "Yes."
"Is Skye Turner okay?"
