Debby Sutton leaned against the hospital ward's wall, squinting her eyes as she asked, "What can't I know about?"
"Nothing, nothing at all." Dawn Sutton stammered, her face flushed as if she had been stepped on her tail.
Debby glanced at Dawn, then turned to look at Basil Jaak, with a smirk, she said, "Looking at how secretive you two are, I didn't end up with a terminal disease like leukemia, did I?"
"Ah!" Dawn yelled out as if struck by lightning. After realizing her mistake, she quickly averted her gaze from Debby's eyes.
Debby chuckled, her gaze landing on Basil, clearly waiting for him to provide an answer.
Basil slightly grinned and side-stepped the subject, "What are you imagining? Even if most people contract it, someone as healthy as you wouldn't get this disease! What are you doing out of bed, in this cold weather no less? You aren't worried that you'll catch a chill? Come Ms. Dawn, let's go back to bed."
