Gaby lifted its head and let out an elongated, excited howl. Then, it affectionately rubbed its large head against Lucifer's face repeatedly.
...
That night, Sophie Sullivan dozed off in a daze.
Thanks to the painkillers, the pain had eased considerably, and she slept soundly.
「The next day」
George Stanford came to see her.
He casually pulled up a chair by the bedside and asked with a smile, "Fiona, how are you feeling?"
"My face hurts."
"That's to be expected. This is the recovery period; pain is inevitable. This recovery period will be longer than your last one. I used some special medicine on you. We'll see how it goes."
Sophie Sullivan placed utmost trust in Old Mr. Stanford. She entrusted her face to him, allowing him to proceed according to his own ideas.
Whether it was the surgical plan or the special medicine, she wouldn't object.
She wasn't concerned about the process, as long as the final result achieved her desired outcome.
