Sheila was putting on her white coat and talking to the doctor on the day shift when Alex entered with the basket of fruits.

“My brother brought a fruit basket again today, Dr. Jones. There are too many. I can’t even finish them. I get scared whenever I see someone bringing a fruit basket for me now.

“Please help me clear some of them. Here’s one for you.

“I’ve had my butler distribute the rest to other medical staff.”

The other doctor smiled. “It feels like you’re opening a fruit stall in the inpatient department throughout your stay, Mr. York. Thanks to you, the staff on this floor have free fruits.”

The fruits were of high quality as well.

Alex had already given a basket of fruits to that doctor so that his actions did not seem abrupt.

Sheila quickly walked over and took the basket from Alex’s arms. She said, “The basket is heavy. You shouldn’t be carrying heavy objects when your hands haven’t recovered.”

“I avoided my injury and carried it with my arms.”

However, Sheila’s