Tears streamed down Adela’s face: "Mrs. Jones, please don’t talk anymore, rest well!”
Jonathan too felt a pang of sympathy. He had heard from Adela that Mrs. Jones had always been a kind-hearted person.
It was just her son, Basil, who was really ominous.
After a moment of silence, Jonathan took out the medical supplies he had just bought and said to the others: "You two, please step outside, let me check on Mrs. Jones.”
“Thank you, Mr. Wang, thank you!!”
A flicker of cunning shone in Basil’s eyes.
Adela, without a word, nodded and left the room.
Despite her anger, she couldn’t interfere with Jonathan’s decision to help Mrs. Jones.
In the sparsely furnished room, only Jonathan and Mrs. Jones remained, her eyes filled with remorse.
“Mr. Wang, we treated you so poorly, yet you still
