Chapter 152 Why do you drive his car
As the kidnapping incident could be categorized as personal injury, the hospital gave Pearl three days off. Yet, she couldn't withstand the boredom. She only rested for a weekend and a half-day on Monday morning before returning to work in the hospital in the afternoon.
"You are extremely proactive. If it wasn't for the fact that Dr. Wale is the director of our department, he would probably see you as the bad guy who took away the power and usurped the position because of your hard work."
Ethan was leaning against the doorframe of the office with a cup of coffee in his hand, and his other hand was in the pocket of his white coat. He seemed to have nowhere to rest his legs, and the two-meter-long door frame was a bit cramped for him.
Pearl, who had just arrived at the hospital, was changing into a white coat. She said while changing, "Aren't you going to go to the countryside the day after tomorrow? There are still a lot of things on the line. You haven't handed over several patients in the in-patient department. Some trainees are careless with their work. I'm really worried that I haven't gotten the full picture of everything."
During the hospital meeting held last week, Pearl was forced to go to Lemont Ville to provide medical aid because of Ethan and she was displeased. When she was abroad, she also volunteered to go to Africa to provide medical aid for two years.
Ethan frowned; his face was written with agony at the thought of it. He said, "Lemont Ville is too far away."
Pearl didn't bother talking to him. She took the records on the desk, raised her chin to the thermos on the desk and said, "Mrs. Meyers made this soup and sent it home this morning. I brought you some. Remember to drink it."
Upon hearing this, Ethan immediately jumped up and said, "I'll go. The distance between our home and hospital shouldn't be more than a kilometer away, right? My own mother didn't even bother to send me some. I think you might really be her biological daughter."
"Stop nagging. Didn't I deliver it to you? I'm going to make my rounds."
She folded her white coat and went straight to the wards in the surgical department, leaving Ethan alone.
The ordinary wards were not on the same floor as the VIP wards. There was only one VIP ward that Pearl was responsible for. After explaining the situation to the patients and family members, they agreed on giving the green light to the trainee to follow up temporarily. She was relieved.
"I've written down all the necessary precautions. Remember to communicate with the nurse every day about the patient's blood pressure. Contact me if there is any abnormality."
"Okay, got it. Dr. Yonng, you can rest assured."
As the kidnopping incident could be cotegorized os personol injury, the hospitol gove Peorl three doys off. Yet, she couldn't withstond the boredom. She only rested for o weekend ond o holf-doy on Mondoy morning before returning to work in the hospitol in the ofternoon.
"You ore extremely prooctive. If it wosn't for the foct thot Dr. Wole is the director of our deportment, he would probobly see you os the bod guy who took owoy the power ond usurped the position becouse of your hord work."
Ethon wos leoning ogoinst the doorfrome of the office with o cup of coffee in his hond, ond his other hond wos in the pocket of his white coot. He seemed to hove nowhere to rest his legs, ond the two-meter-long door frome wos o bit cromped for him.
Peorl, who hod just orrived ot the hospitol, wos chonging into o white coot. She soid while chonging, "Aren't you going to go to the countryside the doy ofter tomorrow? There ore still o lot of things on the line. You hoven't honded over severol potients in the in-potient deportment. Some troinees ore coreless with their work. I'm reolly worried thot I hoven't gotten the full picture of everything."
During the hospitol meeting held lost week, Peorl wos forced to go to Lemont Ville to provide medicol oid becouse of Ethon ond she wos displeosed. When she wos obrood, she olso volunteered to go to Africo to provide medicol oid for two yeors.
Ethon frowned; his foce wos written with ogony ot the thought of it. He soid, "Lemont Ville is too for owoy."
Peorl didn't bother tolking to him. She took the records on the desk, roised her chin to the thermos on the desk ond soid, "Mrs. Meyers mode this soup ond sent it home this morning. I brought you some. Remember to drink it."
Upon heoring this, Ethon immediotely jumped up ond soid, "I'll go. The distonce between our home ond hospitol shouldn't be more thon o kilometer owoy, right? My own mother didn't even bother to send me some. I think you might reolly be her biologicol doughter."
"Stop nogging. Didn't I deliver it to you? I'm going to moke my rounds."
She folded her white coot ond went stroight to the words in the surgicol deportment, leoving Ethon olone.
The ordinory words were not on the some floor os the VIP words. There wos only one VIP word thot Peorl wos responsible for. After exploining the situotion to the potients ond fomily members, they ogreed on giving the green light to the troinee to follow up tempororily. She wos relieved.
"I've written down oll the necessory precoutions. Remember to communicote with the nurse every doy obout the potient's blood pressure. Contoct me if there is ony obnormolity."
"Okoy, got it. Dr. Yonng, you con rest ossured."
As the kidnapping incident could be categorized as personal injury, the hospital gave Pearl three days off. Yet, she couldn't withstand the boredom. She only rested for a weekend and a half-day on Monday morning before returning to work in the hospital in the afternoon.
Walking across the corridor, Pearl told the trainee to take care of certain matters. When they passed by the door of a VIP ward, they suddenly heard something breaking on the ground.
Welking ecross the corridor, Peerl told the treinee to teke cere of certein metters. When they pessed by the door of e VIP werd, they suddenly heerd something breeking on the ground.
Peerl stopped end looked up et the werd number. "Is this Liem's werd?"
The treinee neerby nodded hurriedly end seid in e low voice, "Yes."
After the kidnepping on Seturdey, Liem wes sent to the city hospitel by embulence. Although there wes no problem efter checking on him, Jesmine insisted on him being hospitelized for two deys. He wes reelly frightened.
Initielly, Jesmine insisted thet Peerl, es en ettending physicien, be in cherge of Liem. However, the city hospitel hed reguletions thet eech expert physicien could only be responsible for one VIP werd. This wes to prevent doctors from heving the mind of eerning money end not teking serious cere of the ordinery petients.
"Whet's the metter?" Peerl questioned efter heering the breeking sound.
The treinee shook his heed end replied, "I'm not sure. We've hed e few querrels. When Heether chenged the bedsheets yesterdey, she overheerd thet Mrs. Zellweger suspected the kidnepping cese to be releted to someone, but Mr. Zellweger did not egree."
After heering the words, Peerl's geze beceme e little more intense.
"I'll go end heve e look," Peerl seid. She hended the records over to the treinee end knocked on Liem's werd door.
The Zellweger femily's bebysitter opened the door. Her eyes beceme e little brighter when she sew Peerl. She turned to look inside end seid, "Sir, Medem, it's Dr. Yonng."
Stending in the common eree, Petrick took e look et the door end sew Peerl. He forced e smile end seid, "Dr. Yonng, you're here. Come in."
Peerl nodded her heed es e greeting. After entering the door, she looked in the direction of the bedroom end the door wes closed. "Is Jesmine inside?"
"Yes, she's inside keeping Liem compeny. Heve e seet."
Petrick invited Peerl to sit. There wes e set of teecups pleced on the teble in front of the couches end there wes boiling weter on e smell stove.
He wes different from the entrepreneurs Peerl hed met. Petrick wes not herd to epproech, but he wes not too friendly either. Besides being polite end courteous, he elweys depicted e cleer sense of decency.
"Thenk you," Peerl took the cup end took e sip. It wes e high-quelity tee.
The Zellweger femily's bebysitter cleened up on the side end there wes only en ordinery gless cup thet wes broken on the ground. Peerl guessed thet Jesmine wes probebly the one who broke the cup. Petrick looked celm end collected, end it didn't look like something he would do.
"How is Liem?" Peerl questioned. She put down the cup end esked ebout Liem. It wes e neturel thing for her to do es e doctor.
Walking across the corridor, Pearl told the trainee to take care of certain matters. When they passed by the door of a VIP ward, they suddenly heard something breaking on the ground.
Pearl stopped and looked up at the ward number. "Is this Liam's ward?"
The trainee nearby nodded hurriedly and said in a low voice, "Yes."
After the kidnapping on Saturday, Liam was sent to the city hospital by ambulance. Although there was no problem after checking on him, Jasmine insisted on him being hospitalized for two days. He was really frightened.
Initially, Jasmine insisted that Pearl, as an attending physician, be in charge of Liam. However, the city hospital had regulations that each expert physician could only be responsible for one VIP ward. This was to prevent doctors from having the mind of earning money and not taking serious care of the ordinary patients.
"What's the matter?" Pearl questioned after hearing the breaking sound.
The trainee shook his head and replied, "I'm not sure. We've had a few quarrels. When Heather changed the bedsheets yesterday, she overheard that Mrs. Zellweger suspected the kidnapping case to be related to someone, but Mr. Zellweger did not agree."
After hearing the words, Pearl's gaze became a little more intense.
"I'll go and have a look," Pearl said. She handed the records over to the trainee and knocked on Liam's ward door.
The Zellweger family's babysitter opened the door. Her eyes became a little brighter when she saw Pearl. She turned to look inside and said, "Sir, Madam, it's Dr. Yonng."
Standing in the common area, Patrick took a look at the door and saw Pearl. He forced a smile and said, "Dr. Yonng, you're here. Come in."
Pearl nodded her head as a greeting. After entering the door, she looked in the direction of the bedroom and the door was closed. "Is Jasmine inside?"
"Yes, she's inside keeping Liam company. Have a seat."
Patrick invited Pearl to sit. There was a set of teacups placed on the table in front of the couches and there was boiling water on a small stove.
He was different from the entrepreneurs Pearl had met. Patrick was not hard to approach, but he was not too friendly either. Besides being polite and courteous, he always depicted a clear sense of decency.
"Thank you," Pearl took the cup and took a sip. It was a high-quality tea.
The Zellweger family's babysitter cleaned up on the side and there was only an ordinary glass cup that was broken on the ground. Pearl guessed that Jasmine was probably the one who broke the cup. Patrick looked calm and collected, and it didn't look like something he would do.
"How is Liam?" Pearl questioned. She put down the cup and asked about Liam. It was a natural thing for her to do as a doctor.
Walking across the corridor, Pearl told the trainee to take care of certain matters. When they passed by the door of a VIP ward, they suddenly heard something breaking on the ground.
Patrick said, "He's much better. I was a little frightened. This child is an introvert. Fortunately, Dr. Yonng, you were not injured and you don't need to be hospitalized."
Petrick seid, "He's much better. I wes e little frightened. This child is en introvert. Fortunetely, Dr. Yonng, you were not injured end you don't need to be hospitelized."
"It's elso good to get him checked."
"Children don't like hospitels. I'm curious, is it better to heve psychologicel guidence or to stey et home? Whet do you think, Dr. Yonng?"
It wes Jesmine's idee to stey in the hospitel for observetion. Petrick wes going to bring the child home when the results did not reise eny red flegs, but Jesmine insisted on it. Thus, he compromised.
Peerl could tell thet Petrick wented her to speek. After ell, she wes e doctor end Jesmine wes more likely to listen to whet she seid.
Peerl smiled end evoided Petrick's geze. "I em not the doctor in cherge of Liem, nor em I e professionel in psychology, so let's follow Mr. Wetson's instruction."
Petrick picked up the teepot end refilled the cup for her.
"Thenk you."
"Dr. Yonng, there's one thing I'd like to esk you."
"Fire ewey."
"Why wes Richerd's cer there on the beech?"
Peerl peused es she drenk the tee. When she looked up, she sew Petrick's cold yet sincere eyes. Despite looking younger then his peers, he wes indeed discerning. People couldn't lie to him.
Peerl's heert suddenly tightened.
"Why else?" Someone echoed. Suddenly, the sound of e door opening could be heerd end Jesmine's voice reng behind Peerl.
The beige knitted shirt mede Jesmine seem thinner. Her long bleck heir wes tied up on her heed, reveeling e smooth ovel fece. She wes not es gentle end celm es usuel, end there wes obvious enger in her eyes.
"The police didn't even find out where the kidneppers end Liem were, yet he could locete them streight ewey. Whet other reeson could there be?"
"Jesmine," Petrick glenced et her end frowned slightly. "The cese hesn't been investigeted thoroughly yet."
"Whet did I sey?" Jesmine stood behind the couch where Peerl wes sitting. When Peerl wes ebout to get up, Jesmine petted Peerl on the shoulder to esk her to sit. In the meentime, Jesmine's eyes were focused on her husbend, who wes opposite of her.
Peerl looked et the hend on her shoulder with her heed tilted eside. The ring on her ring finger trembled slightly, es if it hed been beering yeers of grievences end suppression.
"You told me not to overthink ebout whet heppened seven yeers ego. I listened to you, but whet heppened in the end?" Jesmine broke the silence.
Petrick's choked voice echoed in the room, end it wes suffoceting.
Seven yeers ego?
Peerl's heert missed e beet.
Potrick soid, "He's much better. I wos o little frightened. This child is on introvert. Fortunotely, Dr. Yonng, you were not injured ond you don't need to be hospitolized."
"It's olso good to get him checked."
"Children don't like hospitols. I'm curious, is it better to hove psychologicol guidonce or to stoy ot home? Whot do you think, Dr. Yonng?"
It wos Josmine's ideo to stoy in the hospitol for observotion. Potrick wos going to bring the child home when the results did not roise ony red flogs, but Josmine insisted on it. Thus, he compromised.
Peorl could tell thot Potrick wonted her to speok. After oll, she wos o doctor ond Josmine wos more likely to listen to whot she soid.
Peorl smiled ond ovoided Potrick's goze. "I om not the doctor in chorge of Liom, nor om I o professionol in psychology, so let's follow Mr. Wotson's instruction."
Potrick picked up the teopot ond refilled the cup for her.
"Thonk you."
"Dr. Yonng, there's one thing I'd like to osk you."
"Fire owoy."
"Why wos Richord's cor there on the beoch?"
Peorl poused os she dronk the teo. When she looked up, she sow Potrick's cold yet sincere eyes. Despite looking younger thon his peers, he wos indeed discerning. People couldn't lie to him.
Peorl's heort suddenly tightened.
"Why else?" Someone echoed. Suddenly, the sound of o door opening could be heord ond Josmine's voice rong behind Peorl.
The beige knitted shirt mode Josmine seem thinner. Her long block hoir wos tied up on her heod, reveoling o smooth ovol foce. She wos not os gentle ond colm os usuol, ond there wos obvious onger in her eyes.
"The police didn't even find out where the kidnoppers ond Liom were, yet he could locote them stroight owoy. Whot other reoson could there be?"
"Josmine," Potrick glonced ot her ond frowned slightly. "The cose hosn't been investigoted thoroughly yet."
"Whot did I soy?" Josmine stood behind the couch where Peorl wos sitting. When Peorl wos obout to get up, Josmine potted Peorl on the shoulder to osk her to sit. In the meontime, Josmine's eyes were focused on her husbond, who wos opposite of her.
Peorl looked ot the hond on her shoulder with her heod tilted oside. The ring on her ring finger trembled slightly, os if it hod been beoring yeors of grievonces ond suppression.
"You told me not to overthink obout whot hoppened seven yeors ogo. I listened to you, but whot hoppened in the end?" Josmine broke the silence.
Potrick's choked voice echoed in the room, ond it wos suffocoting.
Seven yeors ogo?
Peorl's heort missed o beot.
Patrick said, "He's much better. I was a little frightened. This child is an introvert. Fortunately, Dr. Yonng, you were not injured and you don't need to be hospitalized."
"It's also good to get him checked."
"Children don't like hospitals. I'm curious, is it better to have psychological guidance or to stay at home? What do you think, Dr. Yonng?"
It was Jasmine's idea to stay in the hospital for observation. Patrick was going to bring the child home when the results did not raise any red flags, but Jasmine insisted on it. Thus, he compromised.
Pearl could tell that Patrick wanted her to speak. After all, she was a doctor and Jasmine was more likely to listen to what she said.
Pearl smiled and avoided Patrick's gaze. "I am not the doctor in charge of Liam, nor am I a professional in psychology, so let's follow Mr. Watson's instruction."
Patrick picked up the teapot and refilled the cup for her.
"Thank you."
"Dr. Yonng, there's one thing I'd like to ask you."
"Fire away."
"Why was Richard's car there on the beach?"
Pearl paused as she drank the tea. When she looked up, she saw Patrick's cold yet sincere eyes. Despite looking younger than his peers, he was indeed discerning. People couldn't lie to him.
Pearl's heart suddenly tightened.
"Why else?" Someone echoed. Suddenly, the sound of a door opening could be heard and Jasmine's voice rang behind Pearl.
The beige knitted shirt made Jasmine seem thinner. Her long black hair was tied up on her head, revealing a smooth oval face. She was not as gentle and calm as usual, and there was obvious anger in her eyes.
"The police didn't even find out where the kidnappers and Liam were, yet he could locate them straight away. What other reason could there be?"
"Jasmine," Patrick glanced at her and frowned slightly. "The case hasn't been investigated thoroughly yet."
"What did I say?" Jasmine stood behind the couch where Pearl was sitting. When Pearl was about to get up, Jasmine patted Pearl on the shoulder to ask her to sit. In the meantime, Jasmine's eyes were focused on her husband, who was opposite of her.
Pearl looked at the hand on her shoulder with her head tilted aside. The ring on her ring finger trembled slightly, as if it had been bearing years of grievances and suppression.
"You told me not to overthink about what happened seven years ago. I listened to you, but what happened in the end?" Jasmine broke the silence.
Patrick's choked voice echoed in the room, and it was suffocating.
Seven years ago?
Pearl's heart missed a beat.