Travis Miller returned to the hospital once again.
He easily found Abigail Hemsworth's ward; Rere opened the door.
Nanny King stood at the back; always respectful towards him in the past, now seeing him, she opened her mouth but finally just sighed.
She whispered, "Miss Hemsworth is sleeping, sir, please don't wake her."
Travis Miller walked closer to the bedside.
The woman was asleep.
Needles were inserted in her arm.
Two medical tapes were stuck to the back of her hand.
Nanny King whispered beside him, "The veins on her hand are too fine. The nurse couldn't insert the needle properly despite several attempts, so they moved it to her arm, and it took two attempts to get it right."
"Miss Hemsworth... looked like she was in pain, broke out in a cold sweat..."
Travis stood there quietly, his thin lips pressed into a line, even his breathing was shallow.
It would hurt her, she's most afraid of pain.
