At seven o'clock in the evening, in the VIP inpatient department at the First People's Hospital in Nortown.
In the ward on the eighth floor, the doors of the elevator opened, and Kingsly walked out of it.
Ms. Barrison just came out of Ward 803 with a worried expression on her face.
"Mary." Kingsly walked over, looked at the food in her hand, and frowned slightly. "Didn't she want to eat anything?"
"No," Ms. Barrison glanced at the door of the ward that had just closed and said in a low voice. "Dr. Craven, I think Ms. Becker may not be in a good state?"
Hearing this, Kingsly's gentle face darkened slightly. "Something just happened to her."
Thinking of Orville's phone call just now, his face turned cold.
Orville wanted to shut Allison out and didn't allow anyone to help her.
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