Jasmine Yale's eyes had a glimmer, as she held the drooping Little Clementine, gently patting her back: "Baby, let's go to the big hospital, it's okay, it will get better..."
Little Clementine remained silent, her mouth pouted high, listless, with unfocused eyes. She couldn't sleep and had no energy left to cry, just lying uncomfortably in Jasmine Yale's arms, her little face bright red.
Butler Santana helped carry the items as well, and the two walked out of the hospital one after the other.
It was still raining outside, not heavily, but raindrops fluttered onto Jasmine Yale's face, wetting the hair on her forehead.
Because she hurried out in the morning, her attire was quite casual, and her hair had gotten disheveled as she moved around.
Children's Hospital.
Butler Santana dropped off Jasmine Yale and Little Clementine at the agreed location.
