"I didn't say I'm sick." Saoirse rolled her eyes at Jacob and said, "I want you to take a look at my dad."
"What's wrong with Mr. Yang?" Rolande asked in surprise. All this time, she knew that Saoirse's father had always been in good health. What changed this time?
"He's not feeling well. He rejected all the local doctors so that's why I brought you here, Jacob. I heard you're a pretty good doctor." Saoirse smiled slightly, but Jacob was quick enough to sense that her smile was forced.
"Trust me. If he claims to be the second most skilled doctor at our clinic, no one, including my father, would dare to call himself the top doctor."
As she spoke about Jacob's medical skills, Rolande couldn't resist praising him ecstatically, as if he was someone very close to her.
"What's wrong with your father?" Jacob could tell that Saoirse was hiding something. It was as if her father wasn't just sick, but there was something else behind it.