"It's work time, Director Jessie. Please focus on your work," Nancy said as she walked toward the pediatric department of the hospital.
She carefully checked the condition of the little patient. The injury was not serious and the surgery was not that complicated.
But as soon as she entered the operating room, Charles arrived at the hospital carrying Bobby in his arms.
"Where is Nancy?" Charles asked anxiously with a grim look on his face.
"Sir... Dr. Nancy is in the middle of a surgery. Can I help you with anything?"
When Jessie found out that Charles arrived, she became so excited that she almost forgot that she was Nancy's assistant.
"My son is having difficulty breathing and he has a high fever, and we're here for Dr. Nancy's help," Charles declared anxiously with a frown.
"She needs to prioritize the patient in the operating room. Dr. Nancy cannot leave the operating room until the surgery is complete. Mr. Fu, please let me take care of your child," Jessie explained patiently and professionally.
"Okay," Charles replied hesitatingly. Bobby was barely conscious and it worried Charles so much that he immediately handed him over to Jessie.
Jessie brought Bobby into a ward and on a hospital bed and prepared the oxygen and a drip for him.
"I want my mommy. I want my mommy!" Bobby murmured in a half conscious state.
"When will she come out of the operating room?" Charles asked anxiously.
"Dr. Nancy is one of the popular doctors in the hospital now. There are many patients waiting in line for her. That's why she is always very busy," Jessie said in a voice mixed with bitterness.
"When do you think the operation will end?" he shouted between tightly gritted teeth. Charles was naturally a cold person, but he was also known for his patience and he rarely lost his temper, especially with strangers. But the situation was completely unusual and he didn't have the time for wordplay while Bobby's life and safety were on the line.
"An hour, an hour," Jessie stammered. She was so terrified that her body trembled. She did not dare speak another word for fear of incurring his wrath once more.
Charles released her and started to pace across the room filled with anxiety.
His mind was in a confused state of mess. In his mind, he wondered if Nancy had a special magical ability that held him under her spell. It was no longer just Bobby who liked her very much, but he seemed to have developed an inexplicably keen dependence on her.
During the dinner party last night, all that he could think of was her. He could barely function normally because he could not get her out of his mind.
Even his dreams were haunted with thoughts of having sex with her.
'What the hell is happening to me?!' he thought to himself as he shook his head.
When Nancy finally walked out of the operating room, Charles walked hurriedly towards her with an emotionless face.
"I need to talk to you," he said to Nancy. His voice was stern; it sounded as if Nancy owed him something.
Nancy's face instantly looked austere. She always took her work very seriously.
"Sir, I am working. Please do not disturb me, right now."
"Don't call me sir. My name is Charles Fu." Charles immediately felt a little angry because of the indifference in the way Nancy addressed him.
"Okay, Mr. Fu. I'm currently on duty right now. Please let me do my job," Nancy replied in a professional and serious manner. She looked serious with wanting to make him leave.
"My name is Charles. Don't call me Mr. Fu anymore. Is that clear?" Charles said fiercely as he grabbed her arm.
She didn't know what he was about to do to her. She wondered if he was there just to tell her his name.
"Charles, please let go of me now, okay?" Nancy said in a calm tone of voice with a hint of seriousness. Since he insisted that she addressed him with his first name, she did exactly as he wanted.
"Good. I am now your patient's family. My child is sick. Could you please check on him right now?" Charles said as he dragged Nancy to the ward where Bobby was.
"Y-You mean...Bobby?" she stammered. Nancy was completely surprised. "He was completely fine when he left yesterday. How could he be in a dire condition after just one day and one night?"
"It's because of you. He wanted so badly to see you. Are you happy now?" Charles said mockingly. He directed all of his anger and frustration at her.
He knew that Bobby wanted to get sick because of her. And in a situation like this, who else would he turn to?
"You mean, he got himself sick because he wanted to see me?" Nancy felt so worried that she rushed to Bobby's bedside and instantly started to check his status. She started by rolling up his eyelids and then checked his irises. "Don't worry, he'll be fine. Get me the bupleurum and stop using the antipyretics tomorrow," Nancy instructed the nurse.
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