Camila pushed open the hospital room door and walked in. She saw Drew lying on the bed, his face pale, with his right leg in a cast. Seeing Camila and Connor enter, York's face showed a flicker of embarrassment.

"Sis, bro... how did you..."

Camila walked over and gently sat on the edge of the bed. "York, why did you lie to us?"

Drew lowered his head, tears welling up in his eyes. "I didn't want you to worry. I'm okay, really. I'll look for a job once my leg heals." "How's your leg?" Camila asked. "Do Mom and Dad know?"

Drew nodded.

"They're not coming to take care of you?" Camila was surprised, considering Drew was their only son.

Drew's expression darkened. "They know, but... we had a falling out. They act like I don't exist anymore..."

He didn't want to dwell on it. He lifted his head, eyes slightly reddened, and managed a small smile.

"Sis, don't worry, it's not serious. Just a minor fracture. The doctor said it'll heal quickly."

At that moment, a young girl walked into the room carrying a basin of water. She looked quite young and had a delicate face.

you feeling?" The girl asked softly as she approached the

face for

with

I'm Drew's sister, Camila." Camila

you," Tiffany said softly, tilting her head slightly, showing Camila

Connor exchanged glances, understanding the subtle

a

turned to look at Tiffany. "Have you been taking care of York all this time?" she asked softly, her

resting on

I had to take

you for your efforts," Camila expressed

cared for him during his lowest moments was undoubtedly a rare stroke of

chatted in the room for a

long, Connor returned and spoke to Drew, "York, don't worry about work. You're in sales, and once you're discharged, you work at the branch

flicker of gratitude in his

Connor handed Drew

"Get well soon."

at the

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