Yet, the response was unchanged.

Janey's lips pursed into a pout, on the verge of tears.

Raegan swiftly knelt down to console Janey, “Janey, sweetheart, she might not be feeling well right now. When she's feeling better, I'm sure she'll want to see you. Okay?"

Fortunately, Janey quickly regained composure. She mentioned needing the restroom, and when Raegan offered to go with her, Janey declined and asked for Victor instead.

Victor nodded. "I'll take her, ma'am. You wait here."

As they turned a corner out of Raegan's view, Janey whispered to Victor, "Can you take me to find my daddy?"

Victor was taken aback, "Janey..."

"Isn't that woman my daddy's mother?" Janey reasoned like an adult, "If that's the case, then my daddy will surely come to see her. Victor, could you take me there?"

Victor hesitated, saying, "Janey, your daddy might not be here right now."

“Victor, I just need to ask my daddy something. Could you help me talk to him, please?" Janey's lips quivered, tears on the brink of spilling.

Victor, her heart softened, agreed, "I will try to ask him for you."

With that, Victor escorted Janey to the triage desk.

Back outside Luciana's ward, Raegan was negotiating with the security staff in an attempt to bring the soup inside.

The security staff remained steadfast, insisting on not accepting food from outsiders.

After Raegan persisted with her requests, the security staff, noticing her injured hands, felt a twinge of sympathy and said, “You can leave it here. I'll ask for permission later."

Raegan was primarily driven by guilt, believing that taking action might alleviate her feelings.

As Raegan set down the thermos, she noticed Mitchel approaching.

Clearly, he was here to visit Luciana.

Mitchel passed by Raegan without stopping or acknowledging her, continuing on his path.

Raegan paused briefly and then instinctively called out, "Mitchel."