"Ethan, what‘s on your mind?"

Janet looked at her gloomy husband questioningly.

Ethan was sitting quietly on the sofa with furrowed brows and a deep–set frown.

"Anything wrong?"

Janet pursed her lips worriedly.

"Nothing.It‘s just work.I rushed here straight from work when I heard you were in the hospital," Ethan answered perfunctorily.

"You should go back then.I’ll be fine here."Janet smiled.

Just then, the door to the ward swung open.

"Janet! Are you feeling better?"

Garrett strode in with several bags of tonics.

Seeing so many people in the ward, he stopped in his tracks and said sorry.

Bearing gifts, he walked over to Ethan on the sofa.

Garrett‘s sharp eyes picked up on Ethan‘s gloominess instantly.He lowered his voice and asked, "What‘s wrong?"

was in bed, and then

fine.What‘s with the long face?" Ethan

cold eyes swept across

he said to Garret,

spoke, he stood up and

his phone and called Frank "You haven‘t contacted me in

tone was flat

and Ethan

flight.I need you

before Frank could respond.Overhearing Ethan‘s conversation just now, Garrett realized the gravity

"Is Janet sick?"

eyes were as dark and cloudy as the

murderer from twenty years ago

saying that, he went back to the ward and gave some instructions to the attending medical

some of her blood and

looked at Ethan in

also frowned and

simply walked over to her bedside and

just

******* 

landed in Bames around midnight, and Ethan came to pick

really serious on the phone earlier,"Frank

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