"Don’t pass out, Lorian! You can’t fall asleep!

Please listen to me, sweetie. You can’t pass out…"

…

It was the middle of the night. The lights in the Lockwood Hospital’s emergency department were all lit.

Aside from hypothermia, the filthy water from the trash had gone into Lorian's lungs and infected them. Suffice to say, he was in critical condition.

Zoe, Mason, and Mia made their way to the hospital.

Zoe brought Gwynn some fresh clothes and asked her to get changed, but the latter was in no mood to do that. In the end, Zoe had to pull her away and make her wash herself up before helping her change.

The doctors were still doing everything they could to save the little boy.

Later, the chief doctor came out and told Mason that things weren’t looking good for Lorian.

Mason simply gawked at him for several seconds.

Then, he made a phone call. “Hi, Sam. It’s me, Mason! An infant with a lung infection is in your hospital now. The situation is looking grim and I know you’re