Stuck in you

"Mrs. Fu, what happened with you?" Austin asked in a concerned tone.

"My back hurts," Jack complained as he pointed at an area of his back.

Austin did not waste time and went to Jack's aid. He positioned himself at Jack's back and helped him stretch his back. "Feeling better?" he asked.

"Yes, better," Jack replied, obviously relieved.

Austin massaged his wrist gently as he turned it clockwise. "What did you do last night that hurt your back?" he asked.

"I slept on the floor," Jack replied lightly.

He initially planned to sleep inside Rachel's bedroom for an entire week, but it had only been one night, and his experience made him doubt that he could complete the entire week.

He didn't want to injure his back before he could get Rachel back.

"Is there something wrong with your bed, Mrs. Fu? Do you want me to call a furniture shop and order a new bed for you?" Austin offered.

"No. But thanks, anyway," Jack replied. He waved his hand at Austin that indicated that he could leave his office. He stared blankly at the floor of his office for a brief moment after Austin had left. Austin's words gave him an idea.

It was almost morning when Rachel finally fell asleep because of what happened the evening before. She struggled to get up and go to work in time. However, since she lacked sleep, she felt tired during her entire shift.

She hurried to leave the hospital as soon as she ended her shift. When she got back home, she casually threw her handbag on the sofa in the living room. She then dragged herself up to the bedroom to get some much needed rest. When she opened the door to her bedroom, she was so surprised with the sight that greeted her that she stood at the door for some time.

Her bedroom was drastically rearranged while she was at work.

Her bed was moved to one side that was closer to the window. The single bed in the study was then moved into her bedroom and occupied the space near the opposite wall of the window.

There was still a small space between the two beds that was big enough for a bedside table.

"Jack!" Rachel shouted out. Displeasure could clearly be heard in her voice.

Jack rushed out of the bathroom and stared at Rachel. "Why? What's wrong?" he asked.

Rachel pointed at the single bed with a frown. "Why did you move the single bed here?" she asked.

"There are mosquitoes in the study," Jack complained to her.

Getting into a confrontation regarding the bed was inevitable, but she never expected that she would ultimately fail in this confrontation. She silently watched the almost unnoticeable smile on Jack's face as she felt her heart get filled with both helplessness and joy.

Jack stood in front of her without moving. He simply stared at her with the same expression on his face. After some time had passed, he raised a hand to the air as if he was about to promise something to her. "Rachel, we were just fine last night. I promise you, we will be fine too in the coming days. I'm sure of this."

Rachel replied to Jack with a smile. She then approached him and poked his forehead gently with her

phone interrupted the two. Rachel rushed to the sofa and picked up the phone. It was a

the phone. So, Jack rushed to her and stuck his ear on one side of the phone to

him away and whispered

I'm not kidding," Bill

of the phone, "It's

I'll pick you up later, then?" Bill asked. His voice was filled with

that she called him a child. He suddenly looked serious and approached Rachel. "Rachel, get yourself ready. We're going out," he said in a commanding tone of voice. He made sure that his voice was loud enough to be heard through

as he sat on the sofa. He stared blankly at his phone. He felt certain that the voice that he heard from

that Rachel refused to go out with me?' he

himself a bowl of noodles and was about to pick up the chopsticks to start eating when he noticed Bill from the corner of his eye. He turned to him and watched him stare blankly at his

meet Rachel.

walked mechanically towards Andy without saying a word. He then sat down in front of him. He sighed dejectedly

"Why?" Andy asked confused.

we're just not born to be with each other. My health..." This was always the thought that weighed

you for a person who had

changed a lot after

to ask Andy

of the early morning sun slowly crept into the bedroom and towards Rachel. Her biological clock kicked in and woke her up for work. She got up from bed and made a

moments when he didn't seem so

her for kicking his

the quilt and gently covered him with it up to his waist. She watched him sleep for a few brief moments and then walked out of the

his eyes slowly and smiled to himself as he watched Rachel walk out of the bedroom. When the bedroom door was closed, he went back to

cold were in the hospital. It was rare for Rachel's department to have extra spare time during their shift. Thus, she decided to bring out her

daughter is celebrating her first birthday

a two-word reply. "No

replied

message. It was an eighty-five-year-old man. He suffered from an acute heart attack at the park and was immediately brought in. Unfortunately, his family could

few brief minutes, she turned to the

by anybody yet.

prevented doctors from performing operations on an unconscious

the necessary papers before a doctor

patient's situation was too urgent. Each minute of delay in the surgery increases the risk to the patient's life as his rate of survival dropped proportionately. Rachel had no choice but to make a judgment call. "Let's do the surgery first. Have

she tried to stop the patient from being brought to the operating room. "But this patient is so old. The chances that the operation would turn into a disaster is just too high. What if the patient's family decides to make trouble for the hospital once the surgery

a point, Rachel. Why don't we ask the director's opinion regarding

much time," Rachel