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Olivia Taylor bit her lip, trying to think calmly and carefully.

She couldn't be impulsive about her mother's situation, and she shouldn't be impulsive in the sanatorium either.

Under the doctor's persuasion, Olivia finally accepted his proposal.

She didn't want her mother to suffer, but without treatment, her mother would ultimately be the one to get hurt.

So she made this decision to start treatment for her mother, hoping her mother wouldn't blame her for being willful during this time.

The sound of the lock turning didn't affect Nancy Talbot, who continued to mutter in the corner.

Olivia stepped into the ward, her footsteps barely audible on the thick carpet.

The sounds from Nancy's mouth were faint, but the sound of air friction between her lips was exceptionally clear in the ward.

"Hiss... hiss... " It sounded like a demon's whisper.

"Mother, it's me. I'm Olivia."

Olivia cautiously entered the ward, telling Nancy her name.