Mia Ginger stood still for two seconds, then suddenly took two quick steps and turned on the light with a "click".
Blood lay at her feet.
The bright red blood stains had dyed the edge of the bed, pooling into a large patch beside it, like a pond with a small crack, flowing down the light beige tiles all the way to her feet.
Camilia Davis lay flat on the bed, and a fruit knife was thrown on the thin bed sheet.
The stark white tip of the knife was smeared with blood.
Mia Ginger stood wide-eyed and finally her gaze fell on Camilia Davis's wrist. She called out weakly, like speaking in a dream, "Mom," and collapsed to her knees with a thud.
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The moon was high in the sky.
The light outside the operating room went out with a "click".
The anxious family members waiting outside the door quickly turned around and gathered around as Koa Jackson emerged surrounded by a few attendants.
"How's my dad?"
"Doctor, how's my husband?"
"How's the patient now?"
