He was Gavin, one of Jasmine's followers.
"Mr. White, you're finally here. Please go and see Ms. Jasmine—"
Gavin probably wanted to grab Colin's arm and walk straight in. Unexpectedly, Colin turned around and helped me out of the car.
Gavin instantly swallowed his unfinished words, hesitating to speak and looking at us in surprise. I felt a little happy to see him speechless.
"Let's go in." Colin took my hand, greeted Gavin, and led me up the steps.
When I passed Gavin, I noticed his eyes were filled with broken faith.
There should be something wrong with Jasmine's injury.
Colin learned from his previous experience to take precautions before anything happened. He had become smarter.
As we walked down the long corridor, I noticed a nurse writing something at the nurse station. There was an unopened bag of late-night snacks on the table. It was a round container that likely held soup. When I looked at the logo on the bag, I felt it was familiar.
Colin was tall and appeared powerful. He looked serious when he wasn't smiling and didn't seem easy to get along with.
When the nurse, Amelia, saw us, she looked at him timidly. She set her things down and led us to the ward.
"Mr. White, the rehabilitation in our hospital has a specific time. It's from 9:00 am to 5:00 pm. Ms. Jasmine didn't go to the rehabilitation room at the usual hour. And she didn't inform us or get our permission."
The implication was that Jasmine was at fault for doing her rehabilitation at night. She went there secretly without telling Amelia, and her injuries had nothing to do with the hospital's treatment.
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