Chapter 759


    A car ident? How did that even happen? Sonia was in disbelief. She had only just texted Toby


    not ten minutes ago, and he had told her he was on the way home, that he was going back to her.


    And now, out of the blue, she got a call from Tom saying that Toby had met with an ident. How


    the hell am I supposed to cope with that?


    She chewed hard on her lower lip as her eyes turned red with fresh tears. She felt a tightness in her


    chest, and her heart twisted so much that it hurt.


    She knew how terrifying a car ident could be; on one end, it could result in minor injuries, but on


    the other, it could end up being fatal. Toby had already been through an ident once, and while he


    survived that one, there was no telling if such luck would repeat itself. I’ve only just gotten him back.


    Am I going to lose him again?


    Crippling fear seized her the more she thought about it, and her breathing grew ragged once more.


    On the other end of the phone, Tom had heard her question and cast Toby a brief look before


    saying, “Don’t worry, Miss Reed. He’s fine for now, though he is still unconscious. I’m on my way to


    the hospital right now to get him medical help.”


    “Is he really okay?” Sonia asked, still worried as her nails sunk into the fabric of the armrest. It was


    a car ident, after all, and she had every right to be nervous.


    Tom nodded somberly. “President Fuller will be just fine. I was the driver, and if I made it alive, then


    surely President Fuller will pull through as well. More importantly, the ident wasn’t a serious one;


    we merely ran into the hedge on the sidewalk.”


    Upon hearing this, Sonia felt reassured, and her heartbeat slowed. Indeed, there were plenty of


    ident cases where the first to die of their grievous injuries were the driver and the passenger in


    front, whereas those in the backseat had a higher chance of survival.


    If Tom had been the driver and he was presently fine, then Toby would surely pull through as well.


    Comforted by the thought of this, Sonia let out a sigh of relief and felt the tightness in her chest


    wane, and the pain ebbed with it. But why would Toby ck out ? Given his physical condition, he


    should be able to sustain the collision.


    More to the point, Tom had said that they ran into a roadside hedge. The impact would have hurt


    Tom more than it would Toby, but if the former was fine, then it didn’t make sense that thetter had


    fainted after the ident.


    Narrowing her eyes, she was deep in thought for a few seconds, but gave up when she couldn’t


    figure out an exnation for this. She didn’t want to dwell on it, either; what mattered now was that


    she could get to the hospital to see Toby.


    With that in mind, she dug her nails into her palm and forced herself to stayposed, then rose to


    her feet again. Bracing through the pain, she headed into her room. “Mr. Brown, which hospital are


    you heading toward? I’ll be right over.”


    “The hospital where Dr. Lancaster works,” Tom answered dutifully, referring to the First Hospital.


    Nodding, Sonia said, “Got it. I’ll be on my way. Take good care of Toby, and call me if anything else


    happens.”


    “1 will, Miss Reed. Don’t worry,” Tom reassured.


    Sonia forced out a smile and hung up the call, then hurried to put on a change of clothes. After


    barreling out the door, she made her way over to the First Hospital.


    Along the way, she clenched the steering wheel tightly, so much so that her hands trembled, making


    the car swerve out ofne every once in a while. Her dangerous driving began to irk the other


    drivers on the road, and there were even a few of them who, in the process of overtaking her, rolled


    down their windows to hurl abuse at her.


    But this was the least of her concerns as she gnawed on her bottom lip, her red-rimmed eyes


    staring ahead as worries over Toby’s safety filled her mind.


    Tom might have said that Toby was fine for now, but the temporariness of such reassurance was


    what weighed on Sonia’s thoughts. There was no medical diagnosis to confirm this, and for as long


    as Toby was not seen by a doctor at the hospital, her worries would only grow.


    As things were, she had to get to the hospital and get to Toby as soon as possible.


    And yet, fate had a way of withholding one’s true wishes in the most desperate of moments.


    Sonia had only just gotten onto the freeway when she saw that the traffic was badly congested, and


    the frustration that had been welling up in her made her give the steering wheel a hard p. The


    tears that threatened to overwhelm her finally did.


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    Meanwhile, Tom had managed to get Toby to the hospital in time, and Tim happened to be on duty


    tonight.


    Upon seeing Toby on the stretcher, Tim was astonished as he asked, "What in the world


    happened?"


    "President Fuller cked out following a car ident, but your questions will have to wait, Dr.


    Lancaster. You need to save President Fuller right now! Come on!" Tom said frantically, shoving Tim


    into the emergency room.


    A cold frown etched itself on Tim''s face as he became obviously displeased at being treated this


    way.


    He was not altruistic, despite his profession, and most times, he would refuse to perform operations


    even though he could perfectly manage them. He knew full well that he could save lives if he had


    performed those surgeries, but out ofziness or apathy, he had watched those patients die instead.


    And he had done so without feeling even a trace of remorse.


    Then again, Tim was antisocial by nature, and whatever sentiment that made society humane was


    decidedly non-existent to him. Presently, he shoved Tom aside and straightened his own wrinkled


    sleeve, pointing out sharply, "You should be grateful that your precious President Fuller is Sonia''s


    boyfriend; otherwise, I wouldn''t save him, no matter how powerful he is."


    "You—" Tom''s surprise at the doctor''s outrageous words quickly turned into anger.


    However, Tim did not bother waiting for a heated response from Tom before he turned and marched


    into the emergency room.


    Seeing this, Tom had no choice but to quell the rage in him. I can''t very wellsh out at him now that


    he''s gone in to save President Fuller.


    Scratching his hair in frustration, he crouched down and pulled out his phone, then informed Sonia


    through a text that Toby was currently undergoing emergency treatment by Tim.


    Having read this message, Sonia finally felt the divot between her brows smooth out, and she no


    longer felt so uptight. Now that Toby had safely arrived at the hospital and was receiving treatment


    from Tim, there was a strong likelihood that he would pull through just fine.


    She clutched her phone to her chest and tipped her head up slightly as tears of relief and joy


    cascaded past her cheeks. The frustration, helplessness, and desperation she had felt when she


    realized she was going to be held up in traffic and that she wouldn''t be able to make it to the


    hospital in time finally subsided.


    Over at the hospital, Tom did not kick up a fuss when he read Sonia''s reply, which told him that it


    would take her a while to reach them due to traffic conditions.


    After all, traffic congestions weremonce in Seafield, and earlier on, they would have been


    caught up in traffic as well had the police officer not turned on the siren and cleared the way.


    "Excuse me, sir, now that your boss is receiving treatment, I''m going to need you and thedy to


    come with me so I can get your statements on how the ident happened," said the police officer


    as he approached Tom with a pen and notepad in hand, gesturing at the woman in the wheelchair.


    "Very well," Tom agreed wearily with a nod. He kept his phone and rubbed his face once, then stood


    up and shot the woman a baleful look.


    She did not object to having her statement taken down by the police, either, and merely said


    delicately, "Okay."


    It wasn''t a malicious car crash but rather an idental one, so the statements were taken quickly


    and without hassle. The only thing left for them to do now was to agree on a solution.


    "I''m willing topensate all his medical and rehabilitation bills, and I''ll nurse him back to health,"


    the woman promised, ncing at the door of the emergency room as she clutched the armrests of


    her wheelchair tightly.


    While that sounded like the most sensible solution to this conundrum, it would only work out if the


    person lying unconscious was not Toby.


    "Our boss doesn''t need your measlypensation," Tom replied stoically, eyeing the woman with


    sharp indifference.


    For some reason, he found the woman familiar, even though he had never seen her anywhere


    before the ident.


    Shaking his head, Tom did not ponder on this and brushed the thought off, then resumed his cold


    and angry stance as he barked, “Seeing as my boss is the one who got injured, I don’t have the


    right as his assistant to decide on these matters on his behalf, so we’ll just have to settle this after


    he wakes up. As for you, don’t you dare think of leaving until then!”