Chapter 1975

"Don't worry." Frank smiled, seeing both nurses' nervous reaction. "Many journalists came in yesterday, so I was wondering about the one you mentioned…" "Huh?" Although Frank assured them that he was not going to scold them, the nurse studied Frank's expression gingerly to ensure that he was not angry. Screeching her head, she then said softly, "She's quite famous, Mr. Lawrence… and she worked for…" "Zamri Daily!" Amber, the other nurse, quickly butted in. "Oh, right!" Kali, the first nurse, nodded. "She's a special correspondent from Zamri Hospital, but we heard that she ended up the victim of a hit-and-run behind our hospital. And it was by a truck, too! It's terrible!" "Yeah…" Amber sighed. "And that reminds me—the chief is personally operating on her! But everyone's saying that the journalist isn't going to live…" "A hit and run behind the hospital? By a truck?" Frank was frowning, sensing something wrong just then. It was late at night, but it had to take place in an alle