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League 293
League 293
After some serious thinking, Lainey shook her head. “No. I arrived at Dr. Lloyd’s office with the materials when I got off work.”
Millie sank into a short silence. Feeling lost, she watched the video recording on her phone. “Oh well.”
If Lainey didn’t drop the anonymous letter, how exactly did it show up in Sebastian’s office?
Suddenly, Yoel approached them with two medical records. He began, “Dr. Quinn, I’ll take a day off
tomorrow.”
Lainey
at him. He handed over a leave application form.
She agreed, “Sure.”
Yoel shot a look at Millie and arched his eyebrow before leaving. Millie saw Yoel’s handwriting on the leave application form. She commented, “Dr. Marshall has excellent handwriting.”
“Indeed. His handwriting is rather unique. You can tell it apart from the style of his strokes.
Millie took a few more glances at Yoel’s handwriting before going back to work.
Millie delivered some items to the emergency department. When she was about to leave, someone called, to her, “Dr. Caldwell, are you here to take your patient?”
Millie looked confused. A young nurse reminded her, “There’s a patient for the Cardiac Surgery Department. Please take him with you.”
Millie blinked in surprise as no one had requested her to pick up patients from the emergency department.
She double–checked with the nurse, “Are you sure the patient is for the Cardiac Surgery Department?”
The nurse nodded. “Yes.”
Frowning. Millie agreed, “Fine. I’ll take him to our department.”
When she went over to sign the forms, she was slightly taken aback by the patient’s name.
Sonny Alpers? The name rang a bell.
After Millie signed the necessary forms, the nurse reminded her, “Dr. Caldwell, this is a special case.”
Millie looked up. “Huh?”
During their conversation, she saw a prison guard wheeling the patient out of a room. Millle sighed speechlessly, thinking. “That’s certainly a special case.
But somehow, the scene felt like déjà vu.
She asked the nurse, “Didn’t they visit the hospital a few days ago?”
The nurse nodded. “That’s right. The patient suffered from food poisoning days ago. Last night, we found out he suffered from heart failure.”
Millie was about to take over the stretcher when someone stopped her,
Yoel’s shouting cut through the air. “Hey, he’s my patient! Don’t touch him!”
Millie snapped around and saw Yoel placing a fountain pen into his coat pocket. He rushed over and warily hurried past her.
He warned, “Don’t touch my patient.” He couldn’t entrust anything to the eye candies in his department, not even with patient transport.
Millie shrugged and stepped back. In fact, she wasn’t at all interested in Yoel’s patient. She was only lending a hand, but if Yoel refused her help, she wouldn’t waste her effort.
Her phone chimed. An anonymous text arrived again. “Have you thought it over? Wanna race with me?”
She was puzzled by the unknown person who insisted on racing with her. Did they want to beat her in the race?
She texted back, “You’re wrong; I’m not ‘Seven,‘ and I don’t know how to race. You got the wrong person.” The person replied, “Millie Caldwell, you’re the mysterious ‘Seven.” I will never get this wrong.”
The enigmatic person attached a photo along with the text. The photo was from the time Millie raced at Python Mountain.
She frowned at the photo. The person added, “Acceleration while drifting is Seven’s special technique. You executed it the way Seven would do it. Why do you deny you are Seven?”
Millie hated it when she was confronted and interrogated. She blocked the number and ignored the mysterious texter.
She exited the emergency department and immediately noticed Logan waiting by the entrance. She thought he was there to run errands, but he held the car door open and said to her, “Ms. Caldwell, let’s have a talk.”
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