Recognizing her as Tyrone's niece, Damon informed her gently, "He's been admitted due to a severe stomach bleed."

"A stomach bleed? How bad is it?" Concern painted Jennie's face an even paler shade.

“It's very serious. The doctors might even have to perform surgery to remove his stomach."

Jennie's imagination painted a terrifying picture, causing her to tremble. Grasping Sabrina's hand, she pleaded, "Uncle Tyrone drank all night during the party. Can we please visit him at the hospital?"

Damon urged, “Sabrina, remember you were once married. Do you really want to see him suffer Like this?"

Inhaling deeply, Sabrina nodded at Jennie, her voice soft. "Let's dress up and visit your uncle.“

“Yay!" Jennie immediately ran back to her room to change her clothes.

Sabrina shifted to the side and gestured for Damon to pass, saying, “Wait for us in the Living room."

*m not going in. I'd rather wait by the door.”

“Fine then."

Returning to her room, Sabrina quickly changed and reappeared alongside Jennie.

“Let's go." Damon made his way to the elevator, hitting the descent button.

They eventually halted at the entrance of the hospital building.

Damon walked briskly, noticing that Sabrina and Jennie were a few steps behind. He promptly turned around, Lifted Jennie, and quickly ascended the stairs.

Keeping pace, Sabrina hastened her steps, her breathing rapid and face tinted red from the effort.

Damon halted at the entrance of a VIP ward and indicated the door, saying, "Here it is. You can go inside now."

Peeking through the room's glass window, Sabrina caught a glimpse of Tyrone, appearing almost lifeless in the bed, an IV drip beside him.

With a gentle nudge, she entered the room.

Jennie wriggled in Damon's arms, pleading, "I want to go in too."

Damon gently cradled her, replying, “Just a moment; let them have a chat first."