Clearly, this decision was puzzling.
Holly Martinez furrowed her brows, "His condition is bad, wouldn't it be best to treat him at the nearest place?"
Caleb Baker tilted his head; his expression radiated an icy indifference, with a barely discernible touch of confusion. He stepped back from Yvonne's side, his tone unapologetically dismissive, "Respect the patient's wishes."
A single sentence fended off her concerns.
Holly Martinez opened her mouth to respond, but was calmed down by Hendrick Harrison.
"Then we should hurry if we don't want to worsen his condition." Hendrick Harrison spoke.
Holly Martinez didn't voice any more opinions.
On the way to Turner Hospital, for the sake of efficiency, they cut the journey almost in half. By the time they arrived, Edward Brown already waited for them. Dressed in a white coat and mask, his eyes were unusually serious and solemn, a stark contrast to his usual playful demeanor.
