"Dad!" Sally tried hard to drag her body, "Listen to me, Nathan Leafcastle can't be left alone. If I leave, who's going to take care of him? Please don't be angry, just hear me out..."
"There's nothing to explain!" Bernardy Dalton turned his face, glanced at Nathan Leafcastle lying on the hospital bed, "I've lived most of my life, met countless people, and I've really made a mistake this time! Let's go!"
He forcefully dragged his daughter, striding towards the doorway.
The assistant stood by, unable to help either side, and could only try to comfort them.
"Chairman?! Please be careful... Don't hurt the young lady..."
Sally was dragged out into the corridor. She looked at the retreating view of the ward and suddenly stopped, shaking off her father's hand.
"Dad! What are you doing?!"
