"What about you?" Mike turned to look at Elliot. "You have a weak stomach. If you get sick later, your wife is going to worry."

Layla immediately turned to look at them.

"I guess we should eat! She was worried that the others would refuse to eat like she did.

She was young and could starve without feeling unwell, but her father had a weak stomach and Eric's parents were elders.

After lunch, they continued to wait outside the operation room.

"Relax, it's all going to be fine." Mike leaned against the window and studied the dark looks on their faces. "This is the best private hospital in Bridgedale and the surgeon in there is the best in this country... Bridgedale is known for being really advanced in the medical field and if the surgery fails-"

Layla interrupted him. "Uncle Mike, Mom used to call you a jinx."

"???"

"So just stop. You are making me nervous."

Mike scratched his head awkwardly. "Sure, I will stop. It's been so long since your mom called me that, though. How do you