"A man wielding a knife burst into Cartacero General Hospital today, repeatedly stabbing a doctor. The victim is currently undergoing emergency treatment, and the suspect has been apprehended. The police are investigating the motive... "
When I was listening to the voice from the television, my hands trembled with anxiety.
I looked up at the brightly lit emergency room across from me, unable to calm my racing heart. "Dad, please be okay."
"Get someone from surgery to help!" A nurse rushed out in a hurry.
I quickly pulled out my phone, and lost the password three times to unlock, then desperately scrolled through my contacts.
"Please answer, please answer. " I muttered anxiously, waiting for the other end to answer.
"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable... "
Staring at the phone in disbelief, I redialed after a moment of confusion.
After thirteen attempts, the call finally connected.
"Kenneth, Dad's in trouble and needs a surgeon. You have to come back quickly. " I choked out.
My husband, Kenneth Bailey, was celebrated as a leading surgeon at the hospital. With him there, I was sure Dad would be safe.
There was a pause on the other end before a woman's voice spoke.
"Kenneth is driving and can't take the call."
She was Tonya White, Kenneth's ex-girlfriend.
I gritted my teeth, struggling to keep my emotions in check. "Let him take the call. His mentor is dying, he must come back immediately."
I heard indistinct murmurs in the background, but couldn't make out the words.
The next moment, I heard Kenneth's voice, cold and derisive. "Do you think such a trick would make me believe you? How could Dr. Nash have a daughter like you, coming up with such a poor excuse?"
I hurriedly shouted, "I'm not lying... "
"Beep-beep-"
Kenneth hung up.
I stared blankly at the dark screen of my phone.
"Christine, I'm sorry. We did our best." The hospital director, with bloodstains on his clothes, stood before me, speaking with deep sorrow.
I shuddered, causing the phone to slip from my grasp to the floor.