The joy of seeing each other, and the entanglement and pain when meeting, is like a tangled mess that can never be unraveled. "Iāll go to the hospital later, and when thereās no one in the ward, Iāll call you. Then, you can speak with Mr. Forest on the phone; perhaps your voice might wake him up," Peter Gingery said. "Anyway, itās a life, we should try. If it still doesnāt work, youāve done your best, so donāt feel pressured. No one from the Forest Family will blame you."
After all, President Forest is an adult. Whatever he does or chooses is his own business.
Jane Sampsonās eyes welled up with tears. She nodded gently and responded, "Okay."
It was the first time Jane Sampson realized that she could be such a burden to so many people.
"Also, I need to refute something you said just now," Peter Gingery said seriously, "Our little Jane is wonderful, a lovely girl whoās adored by everyone. Sheās not spoiled, not willful, obedient, sensible, gentle, beautiful, and smart. Our little Jane is the best girl in the world. If I were President Forest, Iād like you too."
After finishing, Peter Gingery reached out and ruffled Jane Sampsonās hair, "You should rest a bit; Iāll drive to the hospital now, and Iāll call you when I arrive."
As he spoke, Peter took a new mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Jane Sampsonās hand, "Your previous phone is with Bright Sampton. Lately, you should temporarily use this one. The card is newly issued and the phone is newly bought. It has been checked, and there wonāt be any issues."
Jane Sampson watched as Peter exited, then she sat alone on the bed, occasionally raising her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes.
In her heart, Jane Sampson secretly pondered, wanting to use her three birthday wishes in advance this year. She wished for President Forest to wake up soon and recover his health.
After Peter left, it wasnāt long before Old Master Black personally came up to call Jane Sampson downstairs for a meal.
As the door just opened, Old Master Black hadnāt had the chance to step inside before the Great General quickly darted in ahead of him. It hadnāt seen Jane Sampson for a long time, and it rushed towards the bed, barking excitedly all the while, jumping non-stop under the bed.
"Great General~" Jane Sampson reached out and ruffled the Great Generalās head.
"This dog knew you were back, and since Peter carried you into the room, it has followed closely, not leaving a step. Later when the room door was closed, it even kept scratching at the door, wanting to come in," Old Master Black stood next by, watchful, with a very kindly smile on his face, "It even carried its son to the doorway, just waiting for you to open the door to take a look."
In the whole Black Family, the Great General always liked Jane Sampson the most, so when Jane came back last night, it probably sensed that Jane wasnāt feeling well and particularly didnāt want to leave her. In order to coax Jane to pay attention to it, it even offered up its son.
Dogs are particularly intuitive, especially the Great General, a retired guardian teamās dog, which understands its ownerās emotions even better.
"During the few days when there was no news about you, at first, we were restless at home, and the Great General carried all the snacks it had hidden in its nest and placed them in front of Peter Gingery and me, then it lay in the living room, keeping us company," Old Master Black said, "Itās even more sensible than Peter, and even more considerate. Itās truly my good grandson~"
Old Master Blackās last sentence directly made Jane Sampson burst into laughter.