Chapter 25 - Fetching the Hair

Tony didn't know it would be like this, he said it casually, but he didn't expect her to really drink it. This was not sure if it made him happy or sad. "I have also drunk the soup, so shouldn't you guys leave as well." She didn't bother to raise her eyes, she didn't even look at it, and sat straight back down. Suppressing the uncomfortable feeling in her body, she watched them leave this way. The care worker next to her looked on and couldn't help but chide, "You shouldn't take it out on your own body either." "I'm fine." She closed her eyes, suddenly feeling a little tired inside. The caregiver wrinkled her brow and sighed, not particularly understanding what was wrong with her. She only felt that when that man appeared, something would happen to this patient of hers, like a plague that made no one rest easy. But when she saw that nothing was wrong with her, the caretaker went out for a little rest. When Susan came over in the afternoon, she reported the incident to her again,