Hana and Jeffran ran along the hospital hallways with pale faces and mounting concern, mouths that didn’t stop chanting prayers, tears that never stopped coming out of Hana’s eyelids. At the other end, near one of the doors to the patient room stood Rita who was comforting a baby in her arms who was crying quite loudly.

　　“Rita, Farrell.” Hana immediately took over the baby to calm her down, she swung slowly so that the baby’s cries subsided, but the cries were getting louder and louder.

　　Jeffran, who didn’t get Tamara’s presence outside with Rita and Farrell, finally decided to go into the room where David was being treated. Just...