Chapter 162 His Gloves

It was rare that Selena looked for Jefferson on her own accord.

However, it was her first time being stopped.

"I'm a doctor here. I have something to report to the Major General..." Selena looked at the two soldiers. They stood unmoving like big trees. She explained slowly, "If I can't go in, can you ask the Major General to come out?"

As Selena was very cooperative with them, the two sentries did not feel the need to be fierce to Selena.

"In that case, we will need some information..."

"Okay."

"Name?"

"Selena Quartley."

"Age?"

"25."

"Can you show us your ID card or work permit?"

Selena didn't expect that they would check so strictly. Her ID card was not with her, and she didn't bring the work permit provided by the Advancist Hospital. Therefore, she couldn't produce it when they asked for it.

"I don't have it with me..."

Selena lowered her head guiltily.

"Then there's no other way."