The elderly man gave him a look of disdain and snorted in irritation, "Punk, you scared me! I already have such a weak body, do you want to scare me to death!"
Then he huffed and turned away from Jett Adler.
Jett pressed his lips into a thin line and turned to the person behind him.
"What happened to him?"
Only then did the elderly couple see the young doctor who had rushed in with him.
The air condition in the ward was turned on, but cold sweat had broken out on the young doctor's forehead.
"Did you put a dumb doctor in charge of my grandfather?"
The doctor snapped out of his reverie when he heard Jett's impatient question and raised his eyes to see him pressing his phone against his ear, his thick brows furrowed into a stern frown.
He clutched his consultation notebook tightly before speaking up.
