I simply looked out the window and said nothing more.
Exactly as soon as I got to the self-service machine to get my number, I saw the best man Jeff in a white coat. He waved at me, "Amy."
Alan put his hands in his pockets and looked at me in a mysterious way. I was just about to say that what a coincidence, but I finally said, "You really came here."
I winked at Jeff.
Jeff was stunned at first, then he reacted and said, "No matter how busy I am, I have to take care of you."
"Dr. Jeff Lee."
Someone was calling him.
"Go ahead." I waved at him, and when I turned around, I added, "Good things are coming soon, and I will definitely send you an invitation when the time comes."
Actually, I wanted to say, "Whoever it is, don't bother me."
Alan's face was very dark. He grabbed me and walked away. My shoulder was pinched so hard that it hurt.
He took me through various tests with a cold face. The doctor who saw me was an old doctor. He frowned as he looked at the head CT scan. After a moment, he pointed at the image that I couldn't understand and said, "The tumor is in the aorta. If the blood vessel ruptures, it may be life-threatening."