Lambert Vaughan turned his gaze towards her, remaining silent for a long while.In the wee hours of the morning, just before dawn, Phoebe Conrad, feeling stifled, stood by the doorway of the ward. From afar, she saw a woman run into Xie Xiang's room.She was about to follow when the patient on the bed, Maria Conrad, coughed.Phoebe Conrad stopped and entered the room. "Shuang, how are you feeling?"Rushing to the bedside, the little girl struggled to sit up. "Mom, I'm so thirsty."Quickly fetching a cup of warm water, she watched as Maria Conrad gulped it down, finally managing a rare, heartfelt smile. "Mom, how is Uncle Xie Xiang?"The little one, unlike her father, wasn't heartless; she knew to ask about the person who had saved her. "He has a high fever. I haven't had the chance to check on him yet. Do you feel any discomfort?""No, I'm fine. I want to see him."As she said this, she tried to get out of bed. Phoebe Conrad, not in the mood to persuade her, quickly went around
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