In the hallway, Enna Clark continued to wait.
Seeing Lyle Westbrook arrive, she was first surprised, and then felt much more at ease.
No one knew better than her how skilled Lyle was in the field of hematology. As long as Lyle was here, Gigi would be fine.
As her heart relaxed, she felt a twinge of post-fear.
Bobby pursed his lips tightly the whole way, being constantly turned back, and finally moved to her side, gripping her sleeve. His pretty little face was full of worry, and he uttered a suppressed, "Woman."
Enna placed her big hand over his small one and only then noticed that his hand was slightly cool. She touched Bobby's forehead and found that it was also a bit cool. She bent down and whispered to him, "Okay, don't worry. Uncle Westbrook is here, and Gigi will definitely be fine."
Bobby also knew that Lyle Westbrook was more adept than many doctors in treating Gigi's condition, so his tense back relaxed a little. He gave a low "Mm."
