Alice Turner stood at the entrance of the operating room, her eyes fixed intently on its doors, her beautiful face now overshadowed by worry and anxiety.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Hearing her phone ring, she quickly picked it up.
Seeing that it was Thomas Fisher calling, Alice Turner realized that he was still at the hotel, waiting, and she turned away to answer the call.
Once the call connected, before she could speak, his urgent voice rushed over, "Alice! Why haven't you come back yet? Where are you now? I'll come pick you up."
"I'm at the hospital, you..."
"At the hospital? What happened?"
Alice Turner had been interrupted so many times today that she was starting to feel numb.
Thomas Fisher's voice was tinged with anxiety and worry, and she finally spoke again, "There was an accident, I..."
"An accident? Where are you hurt? Is it serious? Which hospital are you at? I'll come find you right away."
