Harriet Bennett immediately contacted Angus Wilson.
"Mom, am I going to die? Boo-hoo..." In the bedroom, Edith Bennett hugged Linda Wilson, sobbing uncontrollably.
"No, you won't! Mom will make sure nothing happens to you!" Linda gently patted Edith's back, comforting her: "Your dad has already gone to contact your uncle. Don't be afraid."
"Will... Will my face get better?" Edith asked.
"Yes, it will! Definitely!" Linda said: "Even if Old Doctor Bruce can't do it, there are other Divine Doctors! Mom and Dad will do everything we can, even if we are left with nothing, to heal your face."
With Linda's comfort, Edith's mood slowly stabilized.
Half an hour later, Angus Wilson hurried over.
Although he already learned about Edith's worsening facial condition over the phone, seeing her in person still gave Angus a big shock, to the point where he couldn't look at her directly. "Edith, Old Doctor Bruce is already on his way. Don't worry yet!"
