After leaving behind his words, Thomas Shannon quickly left, and Harry chased after the master's steps.
On the way back to the hospital, Harry jumped into Thomas Shannon's embrace, his furry little head nudging him.
Thomas Shannon lowered his eyelids, petted its head, and the corner of his mouth hooked into a faint smile, "Good boy."
At the hospital, Mrs. Shannon had already woken up.
James Shannon and Cheryl Chew were at the bedside, and Raina Bell was also there.
Cheryl Chew's eyes were still red and swollen; she had cried quietly last night.
"Godmother, are you hungry?" Cheryl Chew held her hand, her voice heavily nasal.
Mrs. Shannon patted the back of her hand, "Godmother is fine, don't cry."
Saying this, Cheryl Chew's tears fell again, "Godmother, I'm sorry..."
"Silly child, it's not your fault, why apologize?" Mrs. Shannon's gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, fell on Raina Bell's face.
