Emily Parker’s hand froze as she was about to remove her mask, as if she had been hit by an immobilization spell, when she saw who was in the car.
Just ahead was a busy intersection, filled with bustling traffic and hurried pedestrians.
The sedan came to a steady stop, waiting for the red light.
It was just a very ordinary gray sedan, like an inconspicuous speck of dust on the bustling street.
However, Emily immediately recognized it as Adam Willow’s car; she had been the one to choose it.
Her gaze was fixed on the car, and in the passenger seat sat Grace Willow.
At this moment, Grace was beaming, excitedly talking to the man driving.
She gestured animatedly, occasionally covering her mouth with a laugh, and turned her head to look at the man beside her.
When Emily saw the man’s profile, her pupils dilated, and she was overwhelmed with shock.
The man was Evan Palmer!
How could they be together?
The sight was like a blinding light piercing straight into Emily’s eyes.
Something flashed through Emily’s mind, as fast as a shooting star crossing the night sky.
It was an intuition, suggesting that there might be an unknown secret behind this seemingly ordinary scene.
After the brief shock, Emily became contemplative.
Her eyes followed the gray sedan closely, quickly making a decision. She hurriedly raised her hand to stop a passing taxi.
The moment the car door opened, she swiftly got inside and urgently said to the driver,
"Driver, please follow that gray sedan ahead, don’t lose it."
The taxi merged into the traffic, trailing behind the sedan.
All the way, Emily’s eyes never left the car ahead.
The car drove on and finally stopped steadily at the entrance of the Love & Kindness Hospital.
"You go in first; I’ll follow afterward."
Evan Palmer cautiously looked behind him, his eyes filled with vigilance.
After making sure he didn’t spot any familiar faces, he was finally relieved enough to look for a parking spot.
Grace Willow coughed a few times, appearing more affluent than before.
She tidied her hair and walked into the Love & Kindness Hospital with steady steps. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel•fire.net
"Son, I’m at your hospital’s entrance now."
Grace Willow took out her phone, speaking loudly without noticing the odd looks from passersby.
Her voice was particularly jarring amidst the hospital entrance’s noise, drawing numerous sidelong glances.
Recently, due to Emily’s small clinic, Grace had spent some time in a detention center.
Those days were like a nightmare to her.
The cramped space, unfamiliar environment, and cold stares from those around her filled her with anger.
After leaving the detention center, she was so furious that she fell ill.
Fortunately, later, her daughter told her that Sophie Parker stood up for her and went home to report it.
Emily’s small clinic was investigated and couldn’t continue operating.
Hearing this, Grace breathed a sigh of relief, finally releasing some of her pent-up anger.
But the conditions in the detention center were really poor, and after returning home, she continued to feel unwell. Recently, she’s been feeling off every day.
Today, she couldn’t bear it any longer, so she came to the hospital for a check-up, hoping to find out what’s wrong.
"Mom, why did you come over? I’m busy right now."
On the other end of the line, Adam Willow’s voice sounded somewhat anxious. He was currently in the preparation room of the operating theater, busy to the point of exhaustion.
Half an hour ago, Sophie’s father, Yan Feng, was urgently rushed to the hospital due to acute gallstones.
Yan Feng lay on the hospital bed, his face pale with pain, sweat beads rolling down his forehead.
Enduring the pain, he insisted that his prospective son-in-law, Adam Willow, perform the surgery.
Initially thinking it was a very ordinary minor operation, Adam didn’t give it much thought when notified, quickly making pre-surgery preparations.
However, upon further examination of Yan Feng, Adam realized the surgery was far more complex than anticipated.
Yan Feng’s gallstones had dislodged, delaying the best treatment window, falling into the gallbladder and causing inflammation.
This series of complications greatly increased the surgery’s difficulty.
Adam inwardly groaned.
He knew well that given his current experience and skills, performing this surgery alone was too risky.
But the chief was coincidentally at a meeting in another city and couldn’t return to the hospital in time.
Adam was anxious, pacing back and forth in the preparation room, constantly reviewing Yan Feng’s medical records.
Simultaneously, he quickly searched his mind for information about other experts in the hospital, hoping to find someone to assist with the surgery.
He had just hung up the phone when it abruptly rang in his pocket again.
Hastily pulling out his phone, the screen flashed the characters "Little Sophie," and his heart tightened, a weighty pressure settling over his mind.
He took a deep breath, trying to steady his voice, pressing the answer button,
The anxious voice of Sophie Parker immediately came through the line,
"Brother Adam, how is my dad?"
Adam instinctively licked his dry lips, trying to slow his pace as he attempted to reassure her,
"Little Sophie, don’t worry yet, the surgery is being prepared.
The doctors are doing their best; it will be fine."
As he spoke, he rubbed his temples with one hand.
"My mom and I are on our way, my dad is counting on you."
Sophie abruptly hung up without further ado.
Adam sighed, knowing that this surgery involved not only Yan Feng’s safety.
Steeling himself, Adam walked back to the ward with slightly heavy steps.
As soon as he opened the door, Yan Feng’s agonizing moans pierced his ears.
Yan Feng lay on the bed, his brows furrowed into character shapes, his hands clutching his stomach, constantly groaning, while sweat beads rolled down from his forehead, soaking the pillow.
Seeing this, Adam quickly walked to the bedside and softly said,
"Uncle Yan, please bear with it a bit longer, the hospital is devising a surgical plan."
Yan Feng opened his eyes slightly, looking at him weakly.
Having navigated the political arena, Yan Feng could immediately tell the unease in Adam’s eyes.
Adam Willow, tell me honestly, can’t your hospital perform this surgery for me?"
"Uncle Yan, the experienced experts all have surgeries scheduled today."
"I feel like I’m about to die from pain.
No, go contact the Ghost Doctor for me.
Tell him, I falsely accused him before, and have him come immediately for the surgery."
Yan Feng gasped deeply, close to breaking from the pain.