Nell Harris turned off the lamp, lay next to Scarlett Glenn, and wrapped her daughter in her arms.
In the pitch-dark night, only her daughter's warm body could make her feel like she was still alive.
...
At night, Capital Hospital.
The person lying in bed with closed eyes suddenly opened them, sat up, and pulled out the needle.
Dylan Young found paper and pen and quickly wrote a line on it.
——Personal matters, requesting leave, going out! Please approve!
He felt very uneasy, couldn't say why, just had a feeling that if he didn't rush back, he would regret it.
He was currently recovering, and the higher-ups had given him a vacation.
He didn't want to spend these days all in the hospital, it was too much of a waste of time.
After writing the leave note seeking permission after the fact, Dylan Young used the Water Cup to press it down on the Table, then pushed open the window and looked down.
