Chapter 472
"I''m not interested in this conversation, Wandy."
Tyler’s tone was calm again. "I''ll go to Magnificent now. Wait there for me."
"No." I widened my eyes. "I''m very busy now and don''t have the time to entertain you, let alone go
to the hospital."
However, Tyler ignored me and merely told me to wait for him before hanging up the call.
I nced at the phone screen and let out a long sigh.
What should I do?
Should I run?
Though if I ran, judging from Tyler''s character, who knew what sort of maniacal things he would do?
After thinking about it, I gave up on the idea and decided to save myself the trouble.
Half an hourter, my office room door was pushed open. Thinking that it was Tyler, I raised my
head and was about to speak when I realized that it was Theo. Stunned, I asked, "What are you
doing here?"
Theo walked over and propped his hands on the table, asking with his eyebrows raised, "Am I not
weed?"
I nodded helplessly.
He went around the table and took me in his arms." You’ve been working long enough and should
have finished your tasks by now. Let’s go to the hospital.”Content ? N?velDrama.Org.
"No, I don''t want to.” I was worried that the secretary would bump into us when she walked in, so I
struggled in his arms. "Let me go."
Theo started behaving like a rascal. "I won''t until you agree to go to the hospital with me.”
"Theo Grant!" I was so angry that my face was flushed.
"Can''t you see that she refuses to be held by you?" A cold voice came from the office door. Theo
and I turned to look at the same time.
Tyler was leaning against the door with a hostile expression.
Theo narrowed his eyes and lowered his head to ask m e, "You refused to go to the hospital and
insisted oning here just so you could meet him?"
Why did he not publish a book when he was so imaginative?
"It''s exactly as you said, Mr. Grant." Tyler added fuel to the mes.
They were both nuts, right? 1
I gnashed my mrs and struggled out of Theo''s arms. I stood up from the chair. "You just want me
to g o to the hospital, right? I''ll go! Happy?”
Stop torturing me!
We walked out of the hospital under the prying gazes o f the employees.
Coincidentally, Theo and Tyler’s cars were parked side by side.
The men opened their front passenger doors at the same time and looked at me, silently asking me
which one of them I was going to pick.
I rolled my eyes and walked to the side of the road to hail a cab.
They should be the ones to seek therapy instead!
One of the most distinguished hospitals in Whaldorf City for the treatment of psychological issues
was Central Hospital. There were many patients lining up waiting for treatment every day, but
thanks to the two men, I was able to see the psychologist without waiting.
The doctor was a woman in her 50s with an amiable smile. She looked very approachable.
We sat across from each other. She handed me a ss and asked with a smile, "I read your
medical history. Let me ask a little about how you’re doingtely."
I nodded.
"How''s your sleep and appetite?"
She asked this question first because a person''s difort can be gauged from sleep and appetite
patterns.
I thought about it and replied, "I can''t sleep at night when I''m in a bad mood, but I can sleep when
things are well. I often wake up in the middle of the night and can''t go back to sleep after that. My
appetite isn’t good. I often don''t have much appetite."
The doctor nodded. "I can tell from your medical history that you’re not doing very well. But
fortunately, you’re maintaining your health and taking your medicine in time, so your illness is
stabilized at this stage. But if you want to recover from this illnesspletely, then maintaining your
health alone is not going to be sufficient. I suggest you stay in the hospital for observation. If current
circumstances do not permit that, then I suggest you maintain a good mood and try the
psychological process of suggestion. Go to crowded ces in your free time and don’t shut yourself
off in a closed environment. I’ll prescribe you another medicine which you’ll have to take regrly a
s well."
I nodded. "Okay."