It had been a while since Ariah last saw Sharon and her family, so she shrugged and let Howard send the message to Stanley.
After breakfast, Howard was getting ready to go back to work, and Ariah followed behind him leisurely.
"Why are you following me? Go back and take care of your husband." Howard eyed her suspiciously.
"Didn't you say that he will have a lot of visitors today? His ward must be jam-packed with people. Besides, there is a nurse in charge of his ward round the clock. I don't worry about him, and I'm not interested in socializing either."
She didn't know any of the visitors, and she irked at the idea that she had to greet and socialize with them with a smiley face.
Furthermore, Jimmy's parents would definitely come over later. She would rather wander outside for a while than to be in the awkward situation.
"Let's go to your office, Dr. Perkins." Ariah followed him. "I haven't seen your office yet. I want to go and have a look." "Hey, what do you think you're doing..."
Before Howard could finish, she had already strode ahead of him.
In the ward.
After seeing the last group of visitors out the door, David came back into the ward only to see Jimmy slam the book in his hand and snap, "Get me the nurse."
David jumped in shock. "What's wrong, Captain?"
"I want to change a ward." Jimmy grimaced annoyingly.
David knew that Jimmy didn't like the superficial socialization in the officialdom. Ironically, some of the people who came to visit him liked publicity, and they even brought a photographer along to take pictures of them visiting their injured subordinates. To jimmy, all this was nothing but a show.
Had it not been for the sake of Director Sherlock, Jimmy would have lost his temper long ago.
"I think that's it for today." David pointed to the fruit baskets all over the floor in the room. "Whoa. There's not even any space for me to walk here."
Jimmy frowned. "Throw them all away."
"What? It's a pity to just throw them away. Why don't we give them to someone else?" "It's up to you." Jimmy picked up his phone, looked at it, and furrowed his brows. Ariah had been away for so long, so why hadn't she returned yet?
He found her number and called her.
Suddenly, a ringtone resonated from the drawer.
"Bring it here."
David took out the cell phone from the drawer and handed it to him. "This is Ariah's phone, right?"
Jimmy hung up the phone and stood up, ready to go out. David frantically stopped him. "Captain, what are you doing? The doctor asked you to have a rest!"
At this moment, the door of the ward was opened. Ella gasped when she saw the scene and quickly ran over. "Son, why did you get out of bed?"
She helped Jimmy back to the bed and blurted, "You just did a surgery yesterday, so you should rest. Listen to me. Lie down!"
"I'm fine..." Jimmy massaged his forehead as he said.
"Nonsense! You've been shot! How can you say you're fine? You take me for a fool, don't you?"
"How dare I take you, the clever and brilliant Mrs. Ella Hudson, for a fool? I know how I feel though. I'm injured, not disabled."
Ella rolled her eyes at him. "Shut it!"
Jimmy shrugged.
"Lie down and rest. You can just call the nurse if you need anything. I've brought you something to eat. Have some."
Jimmy said blandly, "Take it back, please."
"Why? Have you eaten?"
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