"Iris," Sophia Sutton looked up at her, "why do you come over every day? You must be very busy, you don't have to visit me so often."
Iris Harris placed the perfume lilies she had bought from the flower shop into a vase, then set it on the windowsill to soak up the sun. "No, I'm here today for a routine blood test at the hospital, so I thought I'd drop by to see you."
Sophia Sutton was taken aback, "Are you sick?"
Alex Hawk, who was nearby, also looked up at her, his gaze somewhat deep.
"It shouldn't be anything serious, I had a CT scan yesterday, and it was fine," Iris Harris smiled reassuringly, "Perhaps I've been too tired lately, my body can't take it. I need to be busy in the future, so I want to find out what's wrong and treat it appropriately."
Sophia Sutton looked at her slightly pale and haggard face, recalled the things she had gone through not long ago, felt a bit saddened, and nodded gently, speaking softly: "You must take good care of yourself."
