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The atmosphere on the hospital’s VIP floor that morning was quite calm. Nurses passed by occasionally carrying files, while a few doctors were discussing something at the end of the hallway. In one of the rooms, Leon was still lying down with an IV attached to his hand. His condition hadn’t fully recovered, but his gaze was more focused compared to the previous days.

The room’s door suddenly opened slowly.

“Excuse me…” a small voice sounded.

Leon turned. A little girl with long hair, wearing a simple blue dress, stood at the doorway while holding her plush toy.

The little girl was Gesha.

The child peeked inside, her eyes...