After Mayor Haslet and the others left, Mrs. Walton also woke up. Recently, she had been able to eat and sleep and felt like she had put on weight.
"Other than me, there's no one else who can gain three pounds by staying in the hospital." Mrs. Walton complained, but her eyes were very smug. It was all because her Mia had taken good care of her! Her Mia was the best baby in the world!
"Also… can we stop injecting…" Mrs. Walton glanced at the IV drip on the back of her hand. No matter how old one was, they were afraid of injections!
Mr. Walton was unromantic and had a serious expression. "You're already in your eighties, yet you're still calculative about whether you're fat or not! The injection is for your own good. You should be content that you're recovering so well!"
Mrs. Walton was instantly angry. She threw the pillow at Mr. Walton and pointed at the door. "Get out!"
Mr. Walton was speechless. How did he provoke her again?
