Catch Jack
At ten o'clock in the morning, Jack was having an examination on his stomach that needed a bandage. He looked so restless, like his father who was now standing about three meters away from him watching him.
"Quite a significant growth," murmured the doctor who was a man of about 30 years of brown hair with bluish eyes and fair skin. He was accompanied by two white-skinned sisters who wore blue uniforms, the same as the uniforms he was currently wearing.
"Is he could out of the hospital, Doc?" Darren asked.
"Ah, of course, he can't. The wound is still too wet and his body is very weak," replied the doctor with a frown. He turned to glance at Jack, who stared blankly as if he was thinking about something.
"What if he is transferred to another hospital, is it okay?" Darren asked again.
"For what reason do you want your son to be transferred? I think it's quite comfortable here and he can get well soon." The doctor looked at Darren in surprise.