swnovels.com Seeing that I didn’t speak, Dennis put the first aid kit up. He took off his jacket, looked at me, and said, “Take a good rest. Don’t think too much. I am going to take a shower now.”
I didn’t mind what he just said. Instead, I huddled under the quilt. I still couldn’t fall asleep after a while. After looking for a long time, I couldn’t find my own phone. But I saw Dennis’s on the bedside table.
I yelled towards the bathroom, “Dennis, can I use your phone?”
“Are you snooping?” Dennis leaned out of the bathroom and smiled, “Just check whatever you want - you know the password.”
I couldn’t help but glare at him, and I said, “I wasn’t planning on peeping at your privacy anyways. I just needed to use it. I left mine somewhere else.”
He raised his eyebrows, without saying anything else, and went back into the shower.
I took his phone. I had downloaded a video for him before, but he didn’t delete it. I thought he would at least open it and check it out.
I answered the phone. But not until I could speak, did Marcus murmur, “Dennis, what are you doing? What took you so long to answer the phone?”
I wanted to tell Marcus that Dennis was in the shower. But before I could speak, the other side spoke up.
Marcus spoke really fast, “We might want to handle the hospital affairs immediately, especially the southern area of City P. The hospital is still charging a dead patient’s family 2 months after his death. We are talking about 5 million - The charges are very unbelievably high! The patient’s family has kept all the receipts. The whole affair has already been reported to the Department of Health and Human Services. This matter needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, and it’s hard to hold back from the media.
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