Grace's Counterattack

After the IV was removed, before I could even suggest that Joy head back first, Monica burst into the room, flustered, "Grace, what exactly...?" She stopped mid-sentence, her eyes fixating on Joy with a peculiar expression.

Seeing her look, I knew what she was thinking and quickly interjected, "How did you get back so quickly?"

"She called you while you were unconscious, worried about your condition. I was the one who told her that something had indeed happened to you," Joy smoothly took over the conversation.

"You... you were the one who answered the call!" Monica pointed at Joy curiously, "Can you tell me who you are?"

I hastily introduced Joy to Monica, and they exchanged a formal handshake. Monica couldn't help but ask, "That coat is his?"

I reluctantly nodded.

Then, turning to Joy, I told him that Monica would take me home. Joy gave me a few words of advice and left the hospital room first.