Elena hung her head in embarrassment, then shook her head. "Mom, I'm scared. I know that if I were to be polluted by the drugs, I would be abandoned by everyone. I would be ruined."
"Me and your father will never abandon you, honey. Why would you think like that?" Evelyn asked.
Before Elena could say anything, the door of the ward was pushed open, and Reginald hurried inside.
"Dad!" Elena shouted lightly.
"Elena, you're awake. Do you still feel unwell? Do you need the doctor to come over?" said Reginald as he strode to her bedside and carefully scrutinized her. Seeing that her eyes were red and her face was pale, but otherwise looked fine, he felt the weight on his heart slowly being lifted.
"Dad, I'm fine. Don't worry." Elena smiled to comfort him.
"Dad bought the salmon and rice soup that you like. You were unconscious for a whole night; you must be hungry." Reginald's gaze was gentle.
