That afternoon, Patrick sent people to look around several times, but they still didn't see Christina.
Even Chandler was surprised. "Why did she slip away after coming here?"
Patrick was silent. Feeling a little scary to be glanced at by Patrick, Chandler cleverly shut up and turned around to continue working as if nothing had happened.
At the hospital, Donald woke up and was diagnosed with left-side paralysis. There was nothing he could do about the company, but his mood was calm as if he had seen through many old things.
"Person lives just for daily diet. We only have one stomach and one mouth. How much can we use or eat? We have enjoyed enough of what we should enjoy. Wealth is not required. Don't worry about the company now."
Mrs Dickens often sat by the bed and muttered, as if she was comforting her very ill son or reminding herself at all times.
Betty stayed to take care of them. Mrs Dickens was now open-minded and figured something out. Donald didn't give up on himself because of his paralyzing. All of these moved Betty.
She brought over the porridge cooked at home and carefully poured half a bowl.
"Drink some porridge to fill your stomach first. Later, we will go to the rehabilitation department for massage and acupuncture. The doctor said you'll get better after doing rehabilitation actively."
Although Donald was still very weak, he recovered his spirits well and can think clearly. He did not go to pick up the porridge that Betty brought over. He suddenly looked at the door of the ward for a while.
Betty followed his gaze and saw that there seemed to be someone standing outside the door, but the person did not come in and only opened a small crack in the door.
Feeling a little strange, Betty put the bowl on the cupboard and walked over.
"That's strange..." When Betty walked forward, the person turned around and left in a hurry.
She wanted to chase after her, but her eyes were attracted by the small ornaments left at the door of the ward. She looked at the silver necklace on the ground and then looked up at the figure who had left in a panic.
Connie?
Betty squatted down and picked up the familiar silver necklace, which was thrown away by Connie in the Dickens family that day...
Betty returned the necklace to Donald without hesitation. "I think she came here to apologize to you. What happened before is not her original intention."
Betty was such a mildest woman. She was different from Connie and Mary, who pursued what they wanted by fair means or foul in strong feelings of love or hatred. So she chose different life from them.
There were no completely right or wrong in the world. All the things that happened just depended on everyone's choices.
Donald feebly took the cold silver necklace. This time, he did not grab it strongly. Instead, he let the "heavy" necklace slip his palm and fall to the floor.
Betty looked at him in surprise, but Donald didn't say anything. He lowered his head and drank the half bowl of hot porridge.
In the doctor's office, Christina asked the attending doctor in charge of rehabilitation about something.
Crystal walked quickly from the elevator and said anxiously, "Christina, I seemed to see Connie just now."
Christina turned around and looked at Crystal, frowning slightly as if she was thinking of something. She did not ask further.
Crystal walked to her and raised her voice with a more sincere face. "Really, I really saw her just now. She ran down the stairs..."
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