“You think there are more suspicious individuals in the hospital?” Jackson asked in a serious voice.
Shane pressed his lips. “Yes. This man came to claim Mrs. Wilson’s life. If I were the mastermind, I’d station more people around the building just in case he failed his mission.”
“Got it. I’ll make sure to investigate this thoroughly,” Jackson said.
Shane did not say anything after that. Upon seeing Jackson taking out a pack of cigarettes, Shane took one from the box and took a puff at it after lighting it.
He had not smoked for a long time. In fact, he had quit smoking ever since Natalie was pregnant.
But he was utterly frustrated by what had happened to Mrs. Wilson.
Jackson, too, puffed at a cigarette while standing beside him.
After a cigarette break, Jackson received a call.
He took a glance at the screen. “We’ve recently accepted a severely ill patient, and they’re calling a meeting to discuss his surgery. I got to go now.”
Shane nodded in response. “Okay.”
Jackson tossed the cigarette bud away and left.
After a short while, Shane noticed a movement from the ward. He then opened the door and went in. Mrs. Wilson must have woken up.
“Mr. Shane…” Mrs. Wilson called him in a weak voice.
Shane knew she had not fully recovered from the effect of the drug. He stopped her from sitting up. “Stay in your bed.”
Upon hearing that, Mrs. Wilson continued to lie down. “Not sure why, but I feel dizzy and powerless.”
Shane sat next to her and said, “Someone drugged you.”
Mrs. Wilson was flabbergasted. “Someone drugged me?”
“Yes.”
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