The hospital staff sitting behind the reception desk, with short black hair and glasses, greeted Lucas Donovan in a friendly manner.
"Good morning, sir. How may I help you?"
"Morning. I need to trouble you to check something for me."
"Yes, please," the staff answered.
"I just landed in this city and received a call that my wife is being treated in this hospital. But I don't know her room number. Can you help me check it?" Lucas asked in a friendly voice, followed by a polite smile.
"Sure, sir..." The hospital staff returned Lucas' friendly smile as she typed something on the keyboard, her eyes fixed on the computer screen before her. She asked, "Sir, may I know your wife's name?"
"Natalie Wright—"
The hospital staff typed Natalie's name, but then her expression changed. She seemed confused, as there was no Natalie Wright in the system.
