The layout of the hospital room was one of those VIP wards that looked more like a suite than a medical space. Directly ahead stood the hospital bed—sleek, white, and flanked by discreetly humming machines that blinked in soft intervals. To the right, a small seating area occupied one corner, complete with a couch, a couple of pillows, and a low table that looked more suited for tea than medical charts. Mounted above the bed was a ceiling TV, and another screen hung on the opposite wall near the seating area, both turned off.
There were more than five people in the room—three doctors, a female nurse, and a pair of medical technicians hovering quietly near the monitors. Yet, it didn't feel crowded.
When Erisia stepped in, both Roy and Seliora noticed her immediately. Seliora turned quickly, offering an apologetic smile as she excused herself from the doctors and walked over.
