Lyra Smith frowned, annoyed at the thought: Can this be washed away...
Jenson Wright accompanied Lyra for a few minor examinations. During this time, he received a call from the company asking him where he was. Without thinking too much, Jenson, afraid that the company had something planned for him and that he could not leave at the moment, told them he was at the hospital.
The company asked which hospital he was at, and Jenson told them. Then, the call ended.
Jenson felt confused, put away his phone, and walked out of the doctor's office.
Lyra was sitting on the chairs outside the doctor's office in the hallway.
Jenson approached Lyra with the test results and said, "It's fine, there's no bacterial infection."
Lyra raised her hand to touch her nose, "See, I told you we didn't need to come to the hospital."
