After a moment, Brandan's voice came from behind.
"Do you still want to be discharged?"
Iris was taken aback, turned her head to look at him.
"If you want to leave, we can go home tonight."
"..."
Iris's eyes widened, scrutinizing him, as if wondering what he was up to.
"Yes." She nodded without hesitation.
No matter what Brandan meant or why he suddenly changed, being discharged was always a good thing.
She was tired of the endless drip bottles and being confined to the bed.
The hospital air was always stuffy, no matter how much air freshener was sprayed, no matter how long the windows were opened for ventilation, there was always the pungent smell of disinfectant.
Brandan looked at her nodding and actually smiled. Iris's heart skipped a beat, thinking to herself that this guy might be testing her?
After all, she had previously tried to run away from him once.
