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    The boy’s mother shook her head and said, “Dr. Wilson, we picked out this gift especially for you, and we can’t take it back. Please, ept it.”


    As she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again.


    Norah had no choice but to ept the gift.


    “Thank you.” She deeply felt their appreciation.


    “Please keep a close eye on your son once he’s back home. How is he doing now?”


    “He’s much better. He’s due to be discharged from the hospital in a few days. That afternoon, he ate three ice creams in one go, and soon after, he coughed up blood. We rushed him to the hospital immediately. Without you, we might have lost our son,” the boy’s mother said in a trembling voice, still shaken by the incident.


    They were acutely aware of the danger that day. Fortunately, they had met a wonderful doctor.


    “It was my duty to help him. I’m just d to hear he’s recovering.”


    Norah walked in with the banner, receiving yet another round ofpliments from her colleagues.


    Since her arrival at the hospital, she had often received thank-you banners. Most of them sent to the department were indeed addressed to her. Even Jamison didn’t get as many as she did.


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    Norah returned to her office because she had forgotten Susanna’s case files, which she needed to discuss with Gil.


    They were almost ready to start nning Susanna’s surgery.


    By the time they finished discussing the operation details, it was already dark.


    Gil stood up and said, “Norah,e back with me today. My wife heard you were going home with me, so she prepared some delicious food for you.”


    “What? When did I say that?”


    Norah was confused. She recalled entering with the documents while Gil was on a phone call. He had given her a mysterious smile.


    It had to be his wife on the line.


    He mentioned his wife had already prepared the meal. Turning it down now would disappoint them both, wouldn’t it?


    After a brief hesitation, she agreed.


    She hadn’t seen Mrs. Davies in quite a while, and this would be a good opportunity to visit her. Norah checked her phone. She had previously messaged Sean, letting him know she was with Gil.


    “I went back to see my grandpa,” Sean texted.


    “I’m out. Have you finished?” Sean texted again.


    “What do you want for dinner? I haven’t eaten yet. How about we go to Solo Mio?” Sean suggested in his next text.


    Five minutes ago, thetest message came in.


    Norah was typing a message.


    “Sean, Gil has invited me over for dinner. Don’t wait up for me. I’ll make my way hometer.”


    She sent the text, then pocketed her phone and turned to Gil.


    “Let’s head out.”


    The Cercis Apartments was a well-known aging apartmentplex in Glophia, mostly inhabited by the elderly.


    The younger generation had all moved out to work, leaving behind their older families.


    Stepping into the apartmentplex, Norah immediately sensed the chill in the air. The walls were speckled with age, and leaves littered the ground.


    “It looks like the cleaner hasn’t been around for a while; there’s quite a bit of rubbish around,” Gil remarked.


    He pointed towards the leaves and the surrounding greenery, then walked towards arge tree at the center of theplex.


    “In the afternoon, this is where people gather to y cards and enjoy some tea. It’s really pleasant.”


    Memories flooded back to Norah. A few years earlier, she had apanied Gil here for dinner. The elderly folks sipping tea and ying cards under the tree would always call out to him.


    “Gil, you’ve brought your granddaughter over for dinner again!”


    “She’s such a beautiful girl. Does she have a boyfriend yet? I know a few great young men. Would you like me to introduce them?”


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