At that moment, Nick had already swung his legs over the side of the bed and walked over to Khloe. Draped in his coat, he still looked a little pale from the infusion, but the moment his eyes met hers, there was a light there despite his exhaustion.
Seeing Khloe's hesitant expression, he gently took her hand, his voice softening even further. "Let's go."
She glanced at him, touched his slightly cool cheek, and helped him straighten his coat before handing the signed report back to the doctor.
"Thank you all. I really appreciate your hard work."
Though a simple courtesy, Khloe spoke with utmost sincerity, even giving a small bow. The team responded warmly, reassuring her not to be so formal.
Nick drew her into his embrace, his gaze steady and his breath faintly brushing her brow. "I really feel okay. Don't worry."
"Mm," she replied, nodding. Words failed her, so she simply pressed a gentle kiss to his lips.
At the hospital entrance, the car was already waiting. The assistant opened the door and escorted them back to their nearby residence. Though only a few minutes' drive, Khloe's silence stretched the time.
Suddenly, Nick's hand tightened around hers. She instinctively looked at him.
"How's Charlotte?" he asked unexpectedly.
He rarely inquired about others, and Khloe knew he was trying to divert attention from himself—the real patient.
"Ethan exceeded my expectations this time. Still, I hope Charlotte and Noah can find happiness."
Khloe summarized the situation while leaning against him.
"They will. Lovers always find happiness."
She lifted her hand, which he still held tightly, and called his name softly.

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