Chapter 154

"Thank you," Alexander said, following behind the nurse. They walked to the back of the building. The nurse pointed to a lit room on the second floor. "It's that one. I can't leave the front desk for too long, so you'll have to go up by yourself." The nurse observed his anxious demeanor and sighed with a trace of envy as Alexander followed her gaze, counted the room numbers, and immediately quickened his pace up the stairs. Inside the ward, Wren observed the IV drip nearing empty. He got up, removed the used bag, and skillfully replaced it with a new one. In the past, whenever Clara fell ill, he handled everything himself. It had become second nature to him. After adjusting the drip, he leaned over and tucked Clara's blanket more securely. Outside, a sudden knock on the door interrupted the quiet. Wren assumed it was the nurse and went to open the door. Seeing Alexander standing outside, he froze for a second. His expression shifted subtly, turning more guarded. "What are you d