Grace Thompson gently pressed her fingertips against Charlotte Thompson's brow, smoothing out the wrinkles.
"As long as I have you all, I'll always be happy."
Charlotte looked intently.
She felt that she must have used up all her luck to meet such obedient and adorable children.
"Oh, so you are here."
A voice sounded beside her ear, and as Charlotte turned her head, she saw Vincent walking over to them.
Charlotte had Grace sit to the side, then she stood up, nodded at Vincent, and said, "Yes, Grace and I are here waiting for the report."
"Uncle Vincent, do I have many more check-ups to do?"
Grace spoke softly at this time, tilting her head to look at Vincent in front of her, her voice carrying a hint of fatigue.
After all, since arriving at the hospital, she had been doing various check-ups accompanied by Charlotte, and surely was feeling tired.
"Just the last one and you can finish. You've worked hard today, Grace."
