Back in the VIP ward, a knock was heard before the same doctor appeared again.
"Oh, Doctor Paul, what's up I don't think you are my doctor though."
Jean asked even before he could say anything, but he just shook his head and sat down.
"I'm not here for treatment or something, I just want to know how your life is and what are you planning now that you retired this early."
Strange but Jean was intelligent enough to handle such a conversation, she just put aside the phone and faced him, she scrutinized him from head to toe silently. The doctor himself didn't give out the dangerous vibes by he may just be one of her clients, she knew way better than to be fooled by this calm and perfect images.
Paul felt a creepy feeling as if a beast was staring at him but it vanished instantly as if it was pure hallucination. He suddenly became a little vigilant it seemed his best friend's daughter was all grown and could even bite.
