"What happened?"
Wilton Edwards seemed much older than when Kevin Clark last saw him, as if aging overnight: "A few days ago, the Young Master was playing in the courtyard and accidentally fell into the lake, catching a cold fever. The family doctor has been treating him. Though the fever has subsided for three days, it suddenly flared up again after dinner tonight..."
Wilton wiped away tears: "The family doctor gave him intravenous fluids and stabilized him. In the second half of the night, I felt uneasy and went to check on him in his room. Then I saw his little face turning red-purple and struggling to breathe, and he couldn't be awakened. The hospital doctor said it was a lung infection."
"I'll make a phone call." Kevin Clark rubbed Daisy Zane's hair a little, "Don't worry."
Daisy Zane nodded and helped Wilton sit down on a seat. She stood at the side, leaning against the wall, her eyes fixed on the light from the rescue room without blinking.
