On the other end of the phone was the voice of a frantic middle-aged woman, with a clear sobbing intonation.
The voice sounded vaguely familiar, and Olivia Parker frowned slightly.
"Who is this?"
"Doctor, I'm Freya Smith's mom, I beg you, please help me, Freya is trying to commit suicide again."
Olivia stood up, "Where are you?"
"At home, no matter how I knock on her door, she won't open it... she's crying in the bathroom... please, save my daughter..." Mrs. Smith was already crying uncontrollably on the phone, "Doctor, I'm begging you, please, please..."
Olivia frowned slightly, "What's your home address?"
Mrs. Smith gave the address.
"Alright, I'm coming over immediately. Please try to comfort her and avoid provoking her."
"Okay, thank you so much, you're a good person."
Mrs. Smith ended the call with endless gratitude.
"Osbert, Mommy has to go out for an urgent matter. Please stay home with Aunt Leah and listen to her, alright?"
"Okay!" The little one nodded sensibly.
