Alex Xia returned to the ward. His mother, who had just fallen asleep, had woken up. Her voice was hoarse and her tone was bad: "Where have you been?"
"I went out to make a phone call."
"Who did you call? Blake Ji?"
Alex Xia did not deny it. He helped her sit up and poured her a glass of water, saying, "Moisten your throat."
She didn't take it, but raised her hand. Alex Xia didn't hold it firmly, and it fell over with a clang. Alex Xia frowned and squatted down to pick up the glass fragments. His mother said impatiently: "Enough! Someone will clean it up, you don't have to! Did you hear what I said? I want you to marry Jia Rui!"
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