He gave some instructions to the doctors nearby, who agreed to be on call if needed, and then followed the three of them downstairs.
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Near the hospital, there was a restaurant specializing in fresh ingredients, catering to patients and claiming not to use any additives. Robert Thomson found a quiet private room for the family of three, plus Dylan King sitting across the table. The four of them sat together.
The dishes were served quickly. Robert didn't bother with Dylan across the table, instead picking up Emma Smith's bowl and filling it with goji berry chicken soup. Then, Robert served a large chicken leg from the soup to Thomas Smith, who blinked and said, "Thank you, Uncle Thomson."
"What are you thanking me for? Hurry up and eat," Robert glanced at Dylan again. He still hadn't touched his chopsticks, and instead of looking at them, he was staring out the window in the direction of the hospital, seemingly worried about something.
