Jeremy's voice was hoarse, and he struggled to speak: "You don't need to worry about me."
Joanna bit her lips tightly.
How could she not worry?
Jeremy was now the only family member she cared about in this world.
Everything was fine before.
But during Jeremy's twelfth-grade sports day, he suddenly fainted while running.
Then, it was discovered that he had Congenital Heart Disease.
This illness was very dangerous once it flared up. Today, he went into shock, and barely survived.
Seeing her worry, Jeremy's pale lips curled into a faint smile. He patted her hand, feigning relaxedness: "I'm really fine, you see, I'm doing well right now, aren't I?"
"Jeremy, you..."
Joanna's eyes reddened, just as she wanted to say something, the door of the hospital room was pushed open.
A group of doctors and nurses entered the room.
Joanna recognized the man leading them as the Deputy Hospital Director.
She looked at the people coming in, hesitated, and furrowed her eyebrows slightly: "You..."
"Ms. Joanna, we're here to transfer Mr. Lawrence to another room."
The Deputy Hospital Director was very polite, even respectful.
Joanna was startled again, her heart clenched and her face changed color: "Change rooms? To where?"
Apparently, the Lawrence family already knew about her break-up with David Benington.
Benjamin had always been reluctant to treat Jeremy, thinking Jeremy's disease was incurable and that spending so much money to live in the hospital was a waste.
But he hesitated because she was engaged to David Benington and didn't want to make things too embarrassing.
Now that she and David Benington had broken up, there was no need to worry about appearances anymore.
Yes, how realistic indeed.
Joanna felt both furious and sad. Sometimes, she really doubted whether she and Jeremy were picked up from the street and Annie was Benjamin's real daughter.
With a courteous tone, the Deputy Hospital Director said, "I'm sorry that Mr. Lawrence had to stay here before. We'll move him to the VIP ward right away and arrange the most professional medical team to treat him."
As soon as he finished speaking, the Deputy Hospital Director started commanding: "Transfer Mr. Lawrence to the VIP ward immediately."
Joanna didn't expect this at all.
She widened her eyes in surprise and stared at the Deputy Hospital Director blankly.
Lying in the hospital bed, Jeremy also had a puzzled look on his face. He whispered, "Joanna, what's going on?"
Joanna blinked her eyes and looked confused: "I have no idea..."
*
The conditions of the VIP ward were much better than those of the regular ward.
Not only was it one room per person, but it was also a one-bedroom apartment-style hospital room.
There were bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen, and a bathroom, all fully equipped. Outside the window was a vast, visually pleasing green landscape.
Instead of the pungent smell of disinfectant, a pleasant, faint floral scent filled the room.
"Ms. Joanna, Mr. Lawrence, are you satisfied with the room?" the Deputy Hospital Director bowed and respectfully asked. "If there's anything unsatisfactory, we'll make adjustments right away."
Joanna: "...Very satisfied, thank you!"
The Deputy Hospital Director seemed relieved: "That's good, we won't disturb your rest any further. If you need anything, just press the service bell, and someone will be here to assist you."