Chapter 90

Ineeter 90

The distinctivewas filled with the distinctive aroma of herbal medicines mixed with the smell of antiseptic. The pure white walls reflected the sunlight coming in from the small window, creating a calm yet tense atmosphere. In the center of the room, a bed with white sheets was neatly arranged, and on it lay a small boy with a bandage on his leg. Lucas, Rebecca's eight-year-old son, tried to smile despite his pale face. His clear blue eyes gazed anxiously at his mother sitting beside the bed.

"Mommy, moreally worried about you," Rebecca said in a trembling voice, hugging Lucas' head and kissing his forehead rMommyedly. The feelin,gmatte-mommyommy still evident on hmommymyshe stared at her son's bandaged leg.

Lucas sighed softly, trying to ignore the pain in his leg. "Mom, I'm fine. It's just a small cut," he said as he grasped his mother's hand, trying to calm her down.

However, Rebecca shook her head, holding back the tears that were about to fall. "It's not just a small c