YVONNE —

After almost half an hour, the journey that seemed not to end finally came to an end in front of Skylarks Hospital.

I angrily walked out of the car, paid the driver and walked into the hospital.

On my way into the building, I took a glance at my wristwatch and realized it was already twenty minutes past the actual time I agreed with MD, and I sighed in weakness.

I entered the building and walked straight to the MD's office.

As I pressed the doorbell, his messenger came out and stared at me from head to toe.

"Please give me a few seconds to confirm from the...