Seeing George Stanford, Thomas Shannon's face turned grim, he grabbed his collar and dragged him to the bedside, "Her face hurts badly, what on earth is going on?!"
The collar was tightly grasped, George Stanford nearly couldn't breathe, he gasped for air repeatedly, "Young Master Shannon, calm down, take it easy..."
"Calm down?" Thomas Shannon growled, "How can you expect me to calm down?!"
Sophie Sullivan indeed felt immense pain, she gazed at Thomas Shannon, speaking weakly, "Thomas Shannon, let go of Old Mr. Stanford first..."
George Stanford immediately concurred, "Yes, yes, yes, Young Master Shannon, let go of me first so I can examine Fiona."
Thomas Shannon's ominous eyes glanced at Sophie Sullivan, only then did he gradually release George Stanford's collar.
Freed, George Stanford instantly took a deep breath, calming his breath, then looked towards Sophie, "Fiona, tell me where it hurts? What's the nature of the pain?"
