However, she never answered...
Trevor had no choice but to put down his phone, feeling very upset about his behavior. At this mont, he regretted it.
Would his actions push her towards Ian Shelby?
anwhile, in the taxi, Jocelyn Morgan set her phone to vibrate.
Not long after, the phone that had been quiet for a minute started vibrating in her hand again.
She originally intended to reject the call, but then she saw the words ’Dr. Shelby’ pop up on the screen.
The call was from Ian Shelby.
Jocelyn Morgan composed herself and slid her finger across the answer button. "I’m on my way back to the hospital, I’ll be there soon." She finished speaking before Ian could say a word and hung up.
At Providence Hospital, in the spacious and bright doctor’s office.
Ian Shelby, wearing an immaculate white coat, held the phone that had been hung up. A few words choked in his throat, and he pondered for a few seconds.
Was she in a bad mood?
As a doctor, and as soone who cared about her, Ian was sowhat perceptive.
He stood by the window, lost in thought for a long ti, trying to guess what might have happened.
Then he checked the ti – it was not yet dinner ti.
She was coming back now, she probably hadn’t eaten yet.
So, Ian called a friend who owned a restaurant, "Xiaoqiang, please send a portion of clay pot rice to the hospital. Make sure to wash the vegetables five tis, and be ticulous about hygiene. It’s for to eat."
"Sure, for you! It will be spotless."
The food industry is like this; dishes at hotels and restaurants are generally not washed, just directly chopped and cooked.
The call ended.
Ian turned around and sat down in his office chair, holding the mouse, entering work mode, reviewing the dical records of several critical patients on the computer.
A compassionate heart imdiately beca saddened, hating that he was not the reincarnation of Hua Tuo, unable to relieve all the world’s suffering.
The taxi soon stopped at the hospital entrance.
Jocelyn Morgan scanned the code to pay and got out of the car, walked into the hospital lobby, and took the elevator upstairs.
When the elevator doors opened, before taking a step forward, she just looked up and saw Ian standing at the door.
Their eyes t, he stood still, looking at her warmly, as if waiting for her.
Seeing Ian not coming in, Jocelyn moved to step out, "What did you just call for?"
Ian could tell her mood was not great, so he said, "First, co to my office with ." With that, he turned and walked towards his office.
Jocelyn, puzzled, asked, "Is it Auntie..." and quickly followed.
"No," Ian interrupted softly, "your aunt is fine." He didn’t want her to worry.
She patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
Then they walked all the way without exchanging any words.
Once they were in his office, before Jocelyn could speak, Ian casually placed a fragrant clay pot rice on the table in front of her, "Eat first."
She took it woodenly, slightly startled, "How did you know I hadn’t eaten?" She looked at him intently.
Ian picked up a dication procurent list, sat down in his office chair, and seriously checked it, not answering her question.
Jocelyn stared at him, a mont of distraction passing by.
The clay pot rice was very aromatic and hot.
Jocelyn was indeed a bit hungry. She snapped back to reality, "Thank you." Then she sat down on a stool, picked up chopsticks, and began eating.
Ian didn’t ask anything, but with Trevor not coming over, and her tone when answering the phone, there was probably so disagreent.
"Have you eaten?" After a while, Jocelyn turned her gaze to him, his side profile handso, his expression distant.
She always felt it was impolite to eat alone.
Ian didn’t lift his head as he said, "I’ve eaten." His voice was cool and detached.
Jocelyn stopped talking, afraid of disturbing him.
Hmm, he looks really handso when he works!
In no ti, Vera Ford entered, surprised to see Jocelyn eating clay pot rice in his office!
She was quite astonished, then felt particularly annoyed!
The place slled like grease and smoke! Ian was such a neat and particular person!
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