Blake wrinkled his brow and corrected her. "But he is in the ward next to yours."
"Seriously? Then why didn't I see him?" Hailee looked at Blake in shock.
"He's recuperating." Blake pursed his lips and left, saying that he had something to handle.
When Blake went to find Rory, he thought to himself. ‘Will she be happy for Grandpa if she knew he already woke up?’
Although he should not, he wanted to see her at this moment.
In the next moment, an alarming ringtone woke up the man who was resting with his eyes closed.
Wayne, who had been suffering for several sleepless nights in a row, shook his head. He picked up the phone with an extremely gloomy face and spoke in a particularly gloomy tone. "What is it?!"
Blake was stunned for a moment and even checked the number to make sure it was the correct one. "What the hell is wrong with you? You have such a bad temper."