Claudia Ross sat on the hospital bed in a daze, looking deeply affected by shock.
"The President is a good man. He has done so many good things for the people. Why don't good people live long?"
Wyatt Perry tightened his embrace around her shoulders and said insincerely, "The President won't have any problems."
"Yes, the President will live a long and healthy life..." Tears welled up in Claudia Ross's eyes. "The President knew that if he didn't have the surgery, he would... But he didn't hurt me, he really is a very good man."
Wyatt Perry held Claudia Ross's face, wiping the tears from her cheeks, "What do you want to eat?"
"I don't want to eat anything." Claudia Ross gently pushed Wyatt Perry's hand away. "I will sleep for a while. You go about your business!"
"Okay, call me if you need anything."
Wyatt Perry kissed Claudia Ross on the face, then turned and left the ward to handle official duties in the outside lounge.