The little girl lay in bed, and when she heard her voice, her head snapped around to see her, her big eyes clearly defined in black and white suddenly brightened, and she struggled to get up, continually calling out, "Meow... meow..."
Having been apart for so many days, Enna Clark finally heard her calling for a "cat," almost bursting into tears of joy. Her eyes reddened, and she rushed over in three steps instead of two, looked her over to make sure she wasn't injured, and then the anxiety that had been lodged in her throat subsided.
All is well, as long as she's safe.
All is well, as long as she's safe.
"Cat, cat... "
"Cat... hug..."
"Miss, don't move around, you are still getting an infusion. If you move carelessly, the needle could puncture the vein, and you could get hurt," the Nurse hurriedly stopped her, coaxing softly, "Be good, Miss, you're always so obedient."