Hospital.
The assistant carefully walked ahead, bending slightly to lead Lucas Walker to the door of a ward.
"Sir, it's right in here."
Lucas Walker, now in fresh clothes, stepped forward and glanced inside through the glass window on the door.
Outside the ward, Anya Smith, dressed in a loosened white patient gown, was huddled in the corner of the bed, her eyes nervously darting around.
Due to the previous incident, she was greatly affected and was extremely sensitive at this time.
"Open it."
Lucas Walker ordered calmly.
The doctor, standing a little distant behind him, immediately stepped forward, took out the key and unlocked the door.
Upon hearing the door opening, Anya Smith hugged her legs tighter and nervously looked over.
"Don't come here... don't come here..."
"She seems to have been greatly frightened, and currently keeps being very nervous," the doctor explained softly.
