James Xavier glanced sideways, watching Iria Lindsay on the hospital bed.
"I know, no matter what, I hope she wakes up."
"Alright." Leng Xiaoxie spoke again, "Please pass the phone to my wife."
James Xavier handed the phone to Memoria Campbell, who took it, "Hello?"
"I've already discussed it with him, there shouldn't be any problem."
"Alright, I'll handle it and come back right away."
Memoria hung up the phone and looked sideways at James Xavier.
By this time, James Xavier had already walked to Iria Lindsay's bedside. He frowned slightly as he gazed at her on the pillow for a moment, took a deep breath, and finally spoke.
"I agree with your plan."
"Alright, I'll handle the relevant procedures for her now, and we'll leave tomorrow morning."
"Okay, thank you for your effort."
"What are you saying? No need to be polite with me!"
Memoria smiled at him, glanced at Iria Lindsay, turned around, and walked out of the ward, gently closing the door.
