Chapter 33 When the Night Became a Witness

“Aunt Rose, where is Popo?”

Alan’s voice was soft yet clear. His big round eyes looked a little tired, but a faint light had returned to them. Rose, who sat on the edge of the hospital bed, smiled gently as she leaned forward, adjusting the blanket over his chest.

“Popo is still at home, sweethear...

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