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.

that such disputes happened frequently and that she just hadn't come

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

waiting for Jack for more than an hour when he finally

looked at her watch

get out of his car

However, as soon as Jack came up to them, he squatted down

Mendes that he had to run back and forth in

this boy that he had an excuse to see

cried out before

it finally did, he realized that Jack hadn't put any strength into it at all. Then,

"It didn't hurt."

you want me to flick your forehead again? Let's see if it

way!" Mendes giggled and hid

watched the exchange between Jack and

and half-annoyed to find that they

Jack said, straightening up

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

looked at his watch and found that it was

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

you had dinner yet?"

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

him back

hand, Rachel suddenly asked, "How about you? If you haven't had dinner yet, you

his raised eyebrows, Jack's

arrived at a

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

with her head down. When she saw them walk

the sudden loud noise, Mendes moved a little closer to Jack, who took the chance to pick the boy up and hold him in his

ushered them to a table, Rachel followed Jack

down as if they

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

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

the boy's eyes seemed to

slightly pinched the Mendes' cheek and teased him. "Why are you looking at him

fact, the little glutton had a craving for the egg in Jack's bowl of noodles, but he shrugged indifferently and

laughter, Rachel said, "Yes. You should

choked when

Mendes continued to stare at Jack

Mendes' eyes with her hand and said, "Don't keep staring at

tilting his head and

he is not