The doctor spoke briefly with Elly Campbell, then left.
Elly Campbell tucked in Johnson Fefferman, ensuring that her flushed face was gradually soothing, which made her feel somewhat relieved. She opened the door and walked out.
"Elly."
Adam Jones had been waiting outside the door and hadn't left. When he saw her come out, he immediately approached her, his usual composed expression marked by visible tension and unease.
"Johnson Fefferman is fine now, but the IV needs to stay on all night."
Elly Campbell remarked.
Adam Jones nodded and didn't ask much about Johnson Fefferman's condition; instead, he anxiously stared at Elly Campbell's face, hesitating to speak several times but not daring to say a word.
Elly Campbell looked up, eyed him twice, and spoke irritably, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
Adam Jones pursed his thin lips and explained, "Elly, what you saw when you came in, it's not what you think."
"Oh? What do you think I was thinking?"
Elly Campbell retorted.
