The receptionist politely shook her head. “I’m sorry, I don’t know,”

Even if she knew who it was, she wouldn’t dare to share information regarding a VIP.

I knew better than to ask, but I was desperate.

There wasn’t anything else for me here right now, and I couldn’t ask any more questions, so I thanked the woman and left the hotel.

I grabbed my heart pills from my bag, but the bottle was empty. Sigh. Now I had to make a trip to the hospital. Joy. My favorite thing.

The attending doctor asked about my physical condition, as usual. When he asked about my sleeping habits and I told...