Chapter 62

They soon arrived at Jondalia Private Hospital. When Scarlett arrived at the ward, she saw Caleb surrounded by a group of middle-aged doctors in the hallway. They were all anxiously debating treatment plans. Caleb looked awful—his hair was a mess, and his whole demeanor radiated frustration and restlessness. "No, no, absolutely not! Mr. Stroud's body can’t take any more of this!" He rejected every proposal the other doctors came up with. "Mr. Gaztrict, please reconsider. Mr. Stroud can't wait any longer." "That's right, sir. This is the only way left." "If you still can't make a decision, I'm afraid Mr. Stroud..." Sensing someone approaching, Caleb suddenly looked up. His dull eyes lit up like he'd just found a lifeline. "Ms. Quinn, come with me quickly. Take a look at Mr. Stroud!" An elderly man, Noah Gaztrict, who had been sitting silently on a bench, suddenly spoke up. "Caleb! What do you think you're doing?" He leaned on a cane, his white hair stark and his face deeply l