When Rosalie arrived at the hospital, she planned to carry Nox in. However, Nox was afraid that Rosalie would feel tired. Therefore, he insisted on walking himself. She had no choice but to allow him to do so.

Rosalie held Lucian’s and Nox’s hands as they walked into the hospital to collect their queue number. Rosalie then brought them up to the second floor.

“How’s it? Does your stomach still hurt a lot?” Rosalie asked in concern while walking.

Nox did not want Rosalie to worry about him. Although his stomach hurt, he resisted the pain and shook his head. However, he could not bring himself to say anything.

Rosalie knew that Nox was acting all tough. Her eyes filled with worry.

When three of them walked past the elevator, the elevator stopped. The doors of the elevator opened slowly.

“Does your arm still hurt?”

A familiar voice rang out beside them.

Rosalie, Lucian, and Nox turned around to look beside them instinctively.

Byron and Wendy were standing next to