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.

such disputes happened frequently and that she just

patient she had rescued.

hour when he finally arrived at

her watch and hesitated

him get out of his car

saw Jack. However, as soon as Jack came up to them, he squatted

he had to run back and forth

course, it was also because of this boy that

cried out before Jack's finger

hadn't put any strength into

"It didn't hurt."

flick your forehead again? Let's see if it hurts this time," Jack

giggled and hid behind

between

to find that they had

said, straightening up and

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

and found

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

had dinner yet?" he

but then she squinted at him as if realizing something. As if he hadn't noticed her expression, Jack covered his mouth with his fist and

back then," he

hand, Rachel suddenly asked, "How about you? If you

Jack's

arrived at a small restaurant

time, and most of the customers were leaving when the three of them entered the

tables with her head down. When she saw them walk

who took the chance

Rachel followed Jack and Mendes with

three of them sat down as if

served, he picked up his chopsticks to begin eating. He paused when he raised his eyes and saw Mendes looking at him

stiffened slightly. How could he have the appetite to eat anything

boy's eyes seemed to be full

teased him. "Why are you

for the egg in Jack's bowl of noodles, but he shrugged indifferently and said, "I just want to make sure he eats the noodles

You should keep an eye on him.

had just begun eating, almost choked when he heard her words. 'What is she

Mendes continued to stare at Jack until the latter finally put down his chopsticks in

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

tilting his

he is not some stranger!