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    Sadly, he also looked very haggard. Considering that, he wasn’t handsome at all.


    She told Natalie that she found Frank a bit unprofessional and casual.


    They chatted for a moment longer before finally ending the conversation. Frank remained asleep


    throughout.


    Elizabeth let out a sigh as her eyes wandered around Frank’s office. A photo on the desk took her


    attention.


    In the photo, Frank had a bachelor’s suit on and a glint of vibrancy on his face. It should be taken the


    day when he graduated from the med school. Compared to what he looked like now… Well. Being a


    doctor wasn’t easy, it seemed.


    Just then, Frank shifted to his side and curled up. He looked cold. Perhaps the window was not closed


    properly, and the wind leaking in blew cold air into the room.


    Elizabeth stood up and scanned the room in search of a nket but found nothing. She then took off


    her coat and ced it on Frank.


    Now Frank’s knitted brows smoothed and he slept more soundly.


    Leaning against the desk, Elizabeth propped her chin up and stared at the sleeping man. She


    wondered when Frank would wake up. She actually skipped dinner to see Frank.


    But boredom and exhaustion took a toll on her. With her eyelids drooping, Elizabeth yawned and soon


    fell asleep.


    It was drizzling outside the window when Frank woke up from his slumber. His breathing was ragged


    and sweat was dripping from his forehead.


    It took him a few seconds before he fully saw where he was. He wasn’t inside an operating room


    anymore. Knowing that he was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief. To sober himself up, he rubbed his


    eyes.


    The dream he just had still felt so vivid.


    In his dream, the operation was dered to have failed and Frank was being chased and cursed by the


    parents of the patient outside the operating room.


    The child’s mother pped him across the face, wailing in indescribable grief. She kept telling him that


    he was the one who killed her child. After her meltdown, the mother got on her knees, begging Frank to


    give her back her child.


    Memories flooded into his mind as he looked up, massaging his throbbing temples. Just as he was


    about to get up and grab a ssof water, the coat slipped from his back to the floor.


    It was ady’s coat. He picked it up from the floor, ced it on the chair, and nced at the woman


    resting her head on the table.


    She was the only woman here, so the coat was probably hers.


    After drinking a ssof water, Frank approached her and gave the table a few light taps to wake her


    up.


    Not long after, Elizabeth woke up and looked up at Frank. She was still feeling a little drowsy.


    Frank sat back in his seat. He kept looking at the woman’s face because he couldn’t recognize her as


    the family of any of his patients.


    If that were the case, then she was probably a patient herself.


    Frank began to observe the woman.


    Her face was pale and she looked weary. She was tall enough to be a runway model and she was quite


    thin to the point that she looked like she was a little malnourished.


    Frank guessed that she might really be a model.


    “Are you a patient here? Why are you in my office without permission?” After putting on his whiteb


    coat, Frank looked more like a doctor. However, there were dark circles around his eyes that


    entuated the weariness on his face.


    Elizabeth was confused and annoyed at the same time.


    Frank was the one who told her he wouldn’t receive any patient today. Then the door was broken and


    he fell asleep, and she had been trapped in this room for several hours!


    “Can you please open the door?” sheined. “You think I didn’t want to get out? I just couldn’t


    open the damned door!”


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    Only then did Frank remember that the door was broken yesterday and couldn’t be opened.


    Feeling a little embarrassed, he said, “Sorry about that. Anyway, I’ll go call the repairman immediately.


    Hang tight.”


    Elizabeth nodded affirmatively. Now that the misunderstanding had been cleared up, she felt much


    calmer. She then sat down and waited for the repairman toe.


    Soon, the repairman Wade arrived to fix the jammed lock.


    “Dr. Watson, your door is awful. You should install a new one with a smart lock. That will be so much


    better than this old junk,” Wade said while recing the door’s lock. “I don’t really mind. All the doors in


    the hospital are the same, so I’ll just stick to it. Thanks foring at thiste hour, Wade. I appreciate


    it.” Frank handed him a pack of cigarettes and added, “For your trouble.” cl


    “Thanks, Doc!” Wade epted the pack of cigarettes and smiled when he noticed that Elizabeth was


    here. “Oh, I see that you have your girlfriend here, too.”


    “Actually, she’s my patient,” Frank said before Elizabeth could stand up and exin the situation.


    Thereafter, he sent Wade away.


    He turned to Elizabeth and remarked, “Drop by again next time. I’m not feeling well today. You can ask


    one of the nurses to give you a refund for making the appointment.”


    So many incidents happened today and Frank was no longer in the mood to work.


    Though she had been waiting for him for a long time, Elizabeth knew that she didn’t have a choice.


    Thus, she grabbed her purse and stood up.


    Surprisingly, she wasn’t angry, albeit she was saddened by it.


    “I didn’t spend any money on the appointment. Natalie rmended you to me. Since you’re clearly


    too busy to handle another patient, I’ll reschedule my appointment for another day.”


    “Hold on a second.” Frank thought for a while, and then realized he had indeed received a message


    from Natalie earlier in the day. Unfortunately, he had been too preupied with the operation to tell


    Natalie to ask her friend toe on another time.


    “Do you have anything else to say?” Elizabeth turned around, perplexed.