Chapter 150

"The medication will be brought over soon. You don't need to worry too much about your sister. She's not in serious condition and just needs plenty of rest. "On the other hand, you don't look so well yourself. Why not ask the doctor to prescribe something to prevent a cold? If your sister hasn't recovered and you fall sick, it'll be troublesome," the nurse suggested. Wren sat down in the chair beside the bed and tucked the blanket carefully around Clara. His voice was calm and distant as he replied, "I understand. Thank you." The nurse, who had only been working at the hospital for six months, wasn't discouraged by his cold demeanor. She walked over, ensured the windows were tightly shut, then left to get a cup of hot water. When she returned, she handed it to him. "Drink this. It'll help warm you up." Wren paused for a moment before taking the cup and setting it aside. "Thank you," he said simply. Noticing he neither drank the water nor warmed his hands with it, the atmosphere i