Stuck in you

The woman's hoarse, trembling voice echoed in Rachel's ears. She sounded like she was on the verge of breaking down.

The man stepped back in frustration, lowered his head, and remained silent, while Sheila stepped closer to her mother, looking deathly pale.

Rachel was at a loss for what to do next.

Fortunately, her leader had entered the room just in time to hear those hysterical questions from the woman, which had clearly revealed that the reason for the dispute was personal affairs and money.

Since it was not a medical dispute, it could be solved easily.

Rachel's leader winked at her, hinting that she was free to go.

Understanding his gesture at once, Rachel prepared to leave the room.

However, she had barely taken a step forward when Sheila nervously pulled at her sleeve.

Rachel glanced sideways at Sheila, who was staring at the woman with fear.

Swallowing hard, Sheila leaned over to Rachel and whispered in her ear, "Doctor, I think this woman has mental problems..."

Her voice was shaky with panic. As she spoke, she stole a glimpse at the woman, who made eye contact with her, causing her to tremble in fear.

Rachel pursed her lips in confusion. Who was wrong in this situation?

Anyway, it was clear that there were a lot of unstable emotions and unresolved problems in the room.

Rachel patted Sheila's hand and whispered in a comforting voice, "She's just a little emotional. I'll call security. Meanwhile, you should have a good talk with her."

Upon hearing that security guards would be here soon, Sheila finally relaxed and loosened her grip on Rachel's sleeve.

Rachel nodded to her leader and then walked to the door.

As she exited the room, she brushed past a director of the hospital, who was so anxious that he didn't even bother to greet Rachel before slamming the door close behind him.

Anyway, Rachel felt that this was a complicated situation.

That woman might be mad in everyone's eyes, but if what she had said was true, then there was nothing wrong with her behavior.

Of course, she wouldn't be able to stand what was happening. For a mother, nothing was more important than the life of her own child.

Moreover, the matter became even more complex when considering the identity of the person that the man had spent the money on.

First love?

In the end, Rachel decided to stop thinking about this matter and just put it out of her mind. After all, she didn't know much of the details, so what she was doing was no better than idle gossip.

disputes happened frequently and that she just hadn't come across any of them

she had rescued. Fortunately, the matter was not a medical dispute, so she put it behind her for the time

hour when he finally

looked at her watch and hesitated over

of his

to her, shyly hid behind her once he saw Jack. However,

back and forth in such a hurry,

was also because of this boy that he had an excuse to see Rachel

cried out before Jack's finger

put any strength into it at all. Then,

"It didn't hurt."

see if it hurts this time," Jack

way!" Mendes giggled

between Jack

half-annoyed to find that they

straightening up and looking at

was barely any traffic, it would still take them an hour to get

at his watch and found that

on cue, his stomach let out a low growl. He cleared his throat in embarrassment, but fortunately, the noise from his

you had dinner

him as if realizing something. As if he hadn't noticed her expression, Jack covered

back

asked, "How about you? If you haven't had dinner yet, you should

Jack's eyes twinkled in

they arrived at a small

of the customers

was cleaning one of the tables with her head down. When she saw them walk in, she shouted

Mendes moved a little closer to Jack, who took the chance to pick the boy up and hold him

the waitress ushered them to a table, Rachel followed Jack

three of them sat down as if they were family. Soon,

his noodles were finally served, he picked up his chopsticks to begin eating. He paused

How could he have the appetite to eat anything when he was being stared

eyes seemed to

and teased him. "Why are you looking at him like

Jack's bowl of noodles, but he

hold back her laughter, Rachel said, "Yes. You should keep

eating, almost choked when

at Jack until

said, "Don't keep staring at him. If you want to eat something, you should tell me. It's very impolite to stare at

tilting his head and

he is not