She knew Caleb was inside.
The moment the door was pushed open, she immediately saw the figure on the bed.
Caleb had already lost consciousness, his whole body curled up under a military blanket.
His breathing was faint and unsteady, the rise and fall of his chest exceedingly labored.
Selene Kane didn't say much, she didn't even have time to take off her coat.
She quickly walked to the bedside and reached out to hold Caleb's hand.
That hand was frighteningly cold, the fingertips slightly bluish.
She immediately closed her eyes, focused her mind, and slowly released her spiritual power.
These days, Caleb had been running around outside.
His schedule was packed without a moment to breathe.
He personally went to three different galaxies to carry out missions to pacify chaos, dealing with the remnants of the rebel forces.
Then he rushed non-stop to the northern joint base to attend high-level strategic meetings.
He was actually very afraid of Selene Kane making a fuss.
