The next day, at exactly four in the morning, Zoey arrived at a hospital. As she headed inside, Zoey yawned.
"Atty. Mone, I just arrived at the hospital. Please proceed with everything we talked about." Sounding sleepy, Zoey walked towards a particular doctor's office while rubbing her eye.
"Yes, Miss Zhou. I'll be filing the complaint earlier today."
"Good. I'll see you later." Nodding in satisfaction, Zoey ended the call before she knocked on the medical director's door.
Even without the permission to enter, Zoey slowly peeked inside. "Knock knock," She muttered, catching the attention of the man inside.
The doctor, who appeared in his early 30s turned to the door. Seeing her peeking head, a faint sigh escaped from his lips before removing his reading glasses.
"Come in," he said.
Zoey bit her lower lip and stretched the side of her lips a little upward. Slowly, she intruded into the director's office, revealing her homey attire with that comfortable hoody and pajama.
