"No need, thank you." She didn't even turn her head, even though she knew it was Andrew who cared about her. But right now, apart from Tommy's illness, she had no energy to think about anything else.
"You can't go on like this. I'll go ahead then. Wait for me here." Andrew said and left the ward.
Inside the room, Emma Smith was sitting by the bed, touching her son's sleeping face, her eyes firm.
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At the same time, in West mountain Villa Area.
The light hadn't been turned on in Flower and Wood House No.1 Courtyard's villa for a long time.
But at this moment, many people were seated here.
Robert Thomson was sitting on a sofa on one side, on the table in front of him was a cup of coffee, fully brewed, the aroma already cold, as if the owner hadn't touched it.
His face was calm and serious as if he were at work, seemingly impatient.
