"Senior, your phone is ringing." Charlotte brought the incoming call to Gavin, who was busy and seemingly enjoying himself in the kitchen.
Gavin glanced at the caller ID, his expression became grave. He hastily wiped his hands with his apron and took the phone. "This is Gavin Turner… What! How can that happen! Okay, I'll be right there!"
While on the phone, Gavin turned off the stove, ripped off his apron, and hung up. He then addressed Charlotte, "Charlotte, one of my patients suddenly has a problem, and I must go back immediately. You... how about I order something for you to eat?"
"Then, you should hurry up and go, senior. Don't worry about me; you've already made two dishes." Charlotte also realized the seriousness of the situation and that there was no time to delay.
"Just be careful at home, and call me if anything happens," Gavin instructed worriedly.
He hurriedly left after Charlotte's repeated nods and assurances.
