At the VIP ward of the Maternal and Child Health Hospital.

Hansen sat beside Jenna and held her hand tightly. His gaze remained riveted upon her. He did not move at all and remained in the same position even though he was drenched in sweat. 

"The doctor examined Jenna and inserted a tube, yet he did not give any response.  "

Her hands were as cold as ice and her face was so pale. She remained unconscious although the doctor had already infused multiple bottles of IV fluids.

Hansen's eyes were fixed upon her. 

He finally understood why she acted weirdly. 

No wonder she kept vomiting and craved pickles. No...