She had experienced those moments of life and death, so she was extremely worried about Tercy Mason's condition.
"...temporarily relying on a ventilator and cardiac defibrillation to maintain bodily functions."
Alexander Stuart lowered his head, as if reluctant to do this, his eyes turning red, turned around, pushed the door open, "I'm going in, I need to hurry to heal my wife."
The door closed.
The atmosphere in the corridor grew more subdued.
It was as if a storm was approaching.
The three of them remained silent, each seemingly preoccupied with their own thoughts.
"Ella!"
An urgent call came from the end of the corridor, followed by a familiar figure.
"Yolanda, you arrived quickly." Ella Lacey raised her head, staring at her.
"Yes, I got the notification about Tercy's hospitalization and didn't even bother to finish cooking, I just ran to the hospital."
