One week later in the evening, Joshua Sulliven's face also appeared somewhat unsightly, showing signs of fatigue.
Watching the woman leaning by the window, as if a wandering spirit, Joshua Sulliven turned to Stuart Truman and asked, "Is the doctor contacted?"
"Contacted, he should be here soon."
"How is the investigation I asked you to do coming along?" Joshua Sulliven's eyebrows furrowed tightly.
"Madam's condition had been stable before; it seems to have suddenly changed after returning from the trip, but nothing unusual happened during the trip," Stuart Truman spoke with some concern.
Joshua Sulliven's eyebrows furrowed tightly, looking at Keira Leaf's back, his expression was unsightly.
For more than a week, she had hardly had a good night's sleep; every day she could sleep for an hour or two, she would always be awakened by nightmares, then she would start babbling like a maniac, laughing and crying alternately.
