"OK. Go to sleep." Terrence carefully covered the corner of the comforter for her.
He left a night light for Alexa. Then he left the room softly.
Inside the study room, David was sitting opposite a group of experts.
"Everyone, is there a result?"
Terrence was very calm, so calm that he seemed to be able to bear whatever the result was.
David took out an experimental report and explained the situation in detail.
"The clinical effect of the new medicine is indeed better than our expectations. If we can maintain this trend, there will be no big problem."
"In other words, it can be completely cured, right?" Terrence asked.
David paused.
"Ten years. We have the confidence to reach this target."
Terrence frowned imperceptibly. The bright light reflected on his face, but it made his expression gloomy.
For the first time, he took out the only cigarette box from the drawer.