Desmond and Becky, hand in hand, rushed through the hospital's sliding glass doors. The automatic doors swooshed open, revealing a flurry of activity within.
"Excuse me, sir! Madam!" a nurse called out, attempting to intercept them.
But the moment she saw their faces, she stopped. They own almost the whole hospital. Being in trouble with them is a big mistake to make as poor souls.
Desmond, ever the gentle and well-calculated man, offered a polite smile. "Sorry, we're here to visit Elizabeth. She's a close friend."
But Becky wasn't interested in formalities. She broke free from Desmond's grasp, her eyes fixed on the elevator.
"Becky, slow down," Desmond urged, following closely behind.
"I need to see her, Des," Becky replied, her voice trembling.
The nurse nodded quickly, she wasn't aware who they wanted to see but was sure Steohanwould know.
"Let me page Dr. Stephan. He's been expecting you."
