"Huh?" Penny stopped by the door when it opened from the inside. "What is another patient doing in someone else's room?"
She blinked innocently at Henrik. "Are you asking my brother if you can move into his ward? Don't even think about it. He's the worst roommate you'll ever have."
"I… don't doubt that," Henrik shrugged, already fed up with their antics. "Move aside. I'm going back to my hell of a ward."
With that, Henrik pushed his IV pole and walked away. As he passed, Penny's eyes fell on the papers in his hands, and she nodded in understanding.
I guess he already saw the DNA results about his wife.
Penny stepped into the ward, and as she closed the door behind her, she asked, "Will he be alright?"
"Why wouldn't he be?" Atlas hummed, still focused on the reports in his hands.
