"What are you looking at?" Alex Hawk walked in and took a sip of water, "In these days you've been hospitalized, has Iris Harris come to see you? She was discharged today, and she didn't even come to see you!"
"..."
Brandan Hyde slightly pressed his lips together, his previously calm face showing some signs of darkness.
He wasn't as serene as he appeared on the surface.
But what could he do?
Though he could handle work now, the doctor strictly forbade him from getting out of bed.
He had narrowly escaped death, but didn't know where he'd hit himself in the ocean, which caused a severe concussion.
Getting out of bed made him feel nauseous and dizzy.
"She was discharged today?"
"Indeed."
Alex Hawk stood by the window, looking out, "Look, there she is."
Upon hearing this, Brandan Hyde followed Alex Hawk's gaze.
The weather was bad, a bit foggy, and at the hospital entrance, Iris Harris and Oliver Lee were walking under a black umbrella.
