Amelia looked at Christopher and took a deep breath.She put the files down and said, "You really should listen to the doctor."He should be resting.Christopher turned around, his eyes as dark as ink. He stared at her for a few seconds and said, "Are you concerned for me?"Amelia's brows furrowed. "Right now, I just hope that you won't die too early."There were still many unknowns that she needed him to explain.Christopher's eyes were dark as he said calmly, "My condition isn't terminal. I'm just doing some work. I won't die from it."Amelia's gaze landed on his right arm that kept getting injured."But your wound can't keep opening," she said matter-of-factly. "You need to be hospitalized if it gets infected, and it'll only get worse if you drag things out."Christopher didn't refute her words but simply looked quietly at her.Just then, footsteps sounded from the staircase. It was Evelyn, standing outside the door. "Mom, I'm hungry."Her voice was soft and tender, sou
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