I hung up the phone and drove to Glorious Light Hospital.
The Glorious Light Hospital today was very different from before. It used to be desolate, but now it was crowded.
When I drove in, the line just to get into the parking lot took me nearly 20 minutes.
When I parked the car, I sat in the car and thought about it for a long time.
"When I go to Shelton, how should I talk to him about Shirley."
"Glenn had already taken the medicine three times. After the fourth time, if Shelton didn't give the antidote to me, Glenn might..."
I didn't dare to think about the consequences.
This was my only chance.
After thinking it over, I took a deep breath, got off the car and went straight to Shelton's office.
His office was on the top floor of the hospital's administrative building.
I walked all the way, but I didn't see a single person.
At the door of Shelton's office, I gently knocked on the door twice.
Soon, the door opened. I saw Shelton standing at the door, wearing a white doctor's cloak and glasses, with a gentle smile at his face.
When he saw it was me, he said, "It's you. Is it hot outside?"
"No." I shook my head.
Recently, Shelton had never been aggressive in front of me. Everything was like before.
His eyes were as gentle as water, and there was always a slight smile at his face.
He just did the right thing that would defuse the awkwardness for me without making things difficult for me.
Unfortunately, too many things had happened. Even if he acted to be like this again, I would have looked at him in a completely different way.
I didn't smile back. I just walked into the office through the space he left.
He followed me.
I sat on the sofa. He did not sit on the office chair, but next to me. He asked in a gentle voice, "You said you have something to tell me. What is it?"
"It's..." I looked into Shelton's eyes, and there was expectation in his eyes. I bit my lip and said, "I saw Shirley today." "Who?"
Obviously Shelton was stunned as if he was a little surprised and disappointed at the fact that I didn't say what he had expected.
"Shirley."
I repeated.
After hearing the name clearly, Shelton's eyes immediately showed some indifference. He folded his legs, put his hands on his knees, looked at me, and said in a very alienated voice, "So what?"
His tone sounded like Shirley was not a lover who had been in love with him for more than ten years, but a passerby who had only met once or twice.
When he said her name, there were no emotions in his heart.
However, I was not beaten back by his state. I continued, "Shirley got uterus cancer."
When I said those words, Shelton frowned slightly.
Then, I added another two words, "Stage 2."
When I spoke the two words, Shelton's expression obviously relaxed a little. He said only one word, "Oh."
Seeing that he was relaxed, I hurriedly continued, "But when I saw her today, her assistant told me that she was not willing to be treated, because once treated she might not be able to conceive for a lifetime. She has always held the hope of getting pregnant."
"That's her business."
Shelton still looked at me in his original position with a distant expression, as if it had nothing to do with him.
Unwilling to let it go, I continued, "Then have you ever thought about that for an excellent woman like Miss Shirley, there must be a lot of men who wanted to be with her, even if her legs were disabled. But why has she been single all these years?"
"That's her business."
Shelton said it again.
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