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 wouldn't bug the bigwigs if I had a choice, but only the dean and the profs can handle my op. Please, doctor, I'm begging you…"

He did not get to finish. A towering doctor, Daniel Charlton, with a frosty mug walked up.

The nurse piped up quickly, "Dr. Charlton, you're here!"

Daniel was all ice, "Yeah, what's the deal?"

The nurse gestured towards the elderly woman standing before Andrew. "This old woman had an appointment for Mr. Goddard's surgery, but she's still not on the list!"

Daniel glance