Going out to sea had been brought up a few times already.
But each time, it was delayed by various matters.
Both Richelle Dunn and Roy Lewis always thought, there would be plenty of time, no need to rush.
But after last night, both Richelle and Roy understood one thing.
No matter how many days are left, it's better to do the things you want to do sooner than later.
Otherwise, no one knows which will come first, accidents, or tomorrow.
"Alright, once you've recovered, we'll go!"
After chatting for a while, Roy became a bit tired again.
Richelle let him drink a few sips of water and let him rest for a while.
Besides the patient's bed in the single ward, there were also a bed for accompanying family members, a small reception room, and a small terrace.
Once he fell asleep, Richelle curled up on the sofa and opened her laptop to read some documents.
Then she suddenly remembered that it had been quiet in Lordon lately.
