Half an hour later.
A Buick stopped at the entrance of the Hospital, and a man in a crisply tailored suit got out, hurrying toward the Emergency Center.
Because it was late at night, there weren't many people at the Emergency Center, apart from medical staff and a few patients waiting.
He swept in like a whirlwind, heading straight for the nurse station and asked in a low, mellow voice, "Excuse me, where is the patient named Skye Lawrence?"
The nurse on the night shift, who was originally drowsy, suddenly heard a magnetic voice and instantly became much more alert, lifting her head to look over.
Indeed, just as she thought, the owner of the voice was not lacking in looks.
Not just not lacking, but exceeding her expectations.
His mixed-race features were deeply sculptured and handsome, and combined with his tall stature, he was truly a dashing Handsome Guy.