Ian Linton looked at Daisy Ginger's indifferent expression and gradually stopped talking. He gazed at her obsessively for a moment, then walked over, sat on the sofa, and said gently, "Director Ginger, you should eat. I'll stop talking."
Daisy Ginger sat on the bed without moving.
Ian Linton looked at her, sighed softly, and walked to the door, saying gently, "I'll be in the office. If you need anything, just ring the bell, and I'll come in."
Daisy Ginger ignored him.
Ian Linton gave her one last deep look, as if trying to remember her face, then opened the door and slowly walked out.
Once Ian Linton left, Daisy Ginger slowly sat up from the bed.
She was exhausted. Although Ian had roughly set her fractured right leg, it hadn't received proper medical treatment, so the bone hadn't healed. The recent exertion seemed to have displaced the bone again, causing a pain that felt as if her muscles and bones were being pulled and twisted. It was unbearable.
