He is always so meticulous, Josie thought, then asked, "Is there anything else he arranged? You can tell me all at once."

Sensing her unhappy tone, Moses immediately shook his head. "There's nothing else."

Josie did not press further.

The medical ward was secluded on its own floor, guarded by dedicated personnel. Even when Josie entered, it required Larry to come out to receive her. As he did so, he reassured, "Rest assured, not even a mosquito would be allowed in."

Josie hurried along. "Where is the ward?"

"At the end of the corridor."

She was eager to see Paul, but when she reached the door of the hospital room, her steps faltered, and she dared not proceed any further.

Larry asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

a good daughter. Upon

moment, she was expectant yet

breath, and finally mustered the courage to push

he was still somewhat spirited when he first woke up from his vegetative state, he, at that moment, appeared to have aged a decade. His hair was completely white, and the wrinkles on

him. Pop has truly returned, Josie stared

hardship he had endured over those

heart ached as if being twisted

seconds, Josie met his gaze. However, his eyes still held a sense of unfamiliarity,

was soft. Paul pointed to himself in confusion,

dragged her weary feet until she reached the front of his bed. Suddenly, she collapsed,

expression. He even eagerly extended his hand, wanting to help Josie up. "Who are you, miss? You've mistaken me for someone else. Ah, get up, get up quickly." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNøvel.ɴet

Paul didn't recognize her. She tightly gripped Paul's thin, bony wrist. "It's me, Jo. Don't you recognize me? Take a

makeup that day. Over the past two years, her appearance hadn't changed at all. If

Paul should

at her, then waved

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