In the ward of Los Angeles Memorial Hospital, Abert was lying on a sick bed with wounds all over his body. Rosanna sat on the side with a tired expression. She had not slept for 48 hours.
Abert was in first aid for the first 24 hours.
For the remaining 24 hours, to take care of Abert and avoid any emergencies, she did not dare to close her eyes.
Knock knock...
Outside the ward, someone knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
Rosanna said weakly.
Crack.
The door opened, and Macey came in with a pile of Abert's things, including Abert's phone. Because they had to convict Barton, many things in the ward were cleared away that day until these days.
Macey took the initiative to accept the task of sending Abert's things back, because... She wanted to see Trent.
"You are?" Rosanna frowned slightly.