"I shouldn't be seen in a place like this," Doctor Brad remarked, deftly packing medical equipment into a sleek black briefcase.
"For the exorbitant amount I pay you, I expect prompt answers whenever I call," Michael asserted, his tone dripping with entitlement. Doctor Brad's expression soured, his disappointment evident.
"Juliette's condition has been temporarily stabilized, but she desperately requires immediate medical attention at a hospital for further assessment," Doctor Brad informed him.
"It appears to be a case of Traumatic Brain Injury, requiring urgent care."
"Traumatic Brain Injury? Who cares about that?" Michael dismissed nonchalantly, displaying an unsettling lack of concern.
Shaking his head in dismay, Doctor Brad struggled to comprehend Michael's callousness.
