Andrew stepped out at the entrance of Mercy Hospital.

He strode to the reception, ready to book a meet-up with Malcolm.

An old-timer with a cane was ahead of him, begging a nurse, "Please, doctor, I've been on hold for over two months. When's my number up? When's Mr. Goddard gonna slice me open?"

The nurse looked all kinds of uncomfortable. "Granny, Mr. Goddard and the big-shot professors are busy! Maybe try booking with another doctor?"

The old man was shaking like a leaf, pleading, "I woul