The sharp sound of rubber tires rubbing against the asphalt road rang out at the entrance of the Royal Hospital of the University of Nottingham, attracting the attention of many. The black taxi had just reached the side of the road and had yet to stop when the back door was knocked open. Tang En jumped out of the car with Shania in his arms. He did not forget to turn back to thank Landy and the middle-aged man for wasting his time.
"Thank you, Landy. I'll pay for the ride next time! Also … please thank Mr. Finnan for me! "
His voice had yet to fade, but he was already far away.
Finnan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, looked at Tang En's back and shook his head. "It's hard to imagine a professional football manager …"
Landy smiled and started the car again. "Sir, this is the Tony Twain we like. Also, I have to thank you for wasting your time. I'm really sorry … "
Finnan waved his hand. "This is what a gentleman should do."
He recalled the scene of him meeting Tang En at Branford Garden Street 15 minutes ago and a smile reappeared on his face. As a gentleman, he never cursed and was displeased to hear it. However, Tang En did not stop cursing in the car. He did not feel angry at all. Because he could see that the man really cared about the little girl in his arms. Speaking of which, even in the midst of the torment of her illness, the girl's beauty could not be hidden.
The one being so concerned should be Mr. Twain's daughter … Finnan looked in the direction of the hospital's entrance and silently prayed for the father and daughter.
Tang En rushed into the hospital's lobby. Seeing that there were people all around, he felt a little dizzy. He found the direction of the elevator and quickly ran over.
At that moment, Madam Lilis, who was at the registration counter, stood up and shouted at Tang En's back, "Sir, you want …"
"To hell with your appointment!" Tang En did not wait for her to finish and retorted rudely.
"… I just … wanted to ask what number you're registering for …" Lilis did not recognize Tang En. She looked at the boorish man's back and muttered.
Tang En looked at the crowded elevator and decided to run to the fourth floor from the side.
The temperature of the girl in his arms was frighteningly high. Her pajamas were almost drenched in sweat. Perhaps she was still having a nightmare. The frequency of her ramblings was getting higher and higher. Her limbs were not as obedient as before. Tang En's neck was even scratched by her. It was obvious that she was experiencing great pain and suffering.
Tang En did not know much about medicine, but he knew that even if it was a small cold, if it was not treated in time, it could lead to serious consequences, let alone such a serious fever.
During the transition from spring to summer in 2003, China was suffering from SARS. Having experienced that period of time, Tang En had a deep impression of the disasters caused by SARS. At that time, if the people around him coughed, they would be treated as SARS patients and quarantined, not to mention a high fever.
He did not know if there were any cases of SARS in the UK. At that time, all the attention was focused on China. However, he had to be careful. What if the girl contracted SARS? She spoke standard school English and had an Asian face … What if she was from China? Twain could not be sure, so he did not dare to be careless.
Panting, he carried Shania up to the fourth floor and found Room 415. Looking at the tightly shut door, Tang En, who was carrying Shania with both hands, gave up on knocking. Instead, he used his momentum to kick the door open.
Professor Constantine was happily chatting with the beautiful nurse who had brought him documents. The old man had planned to invite the nurse out for dinner on the weekend. This was a crucial moment. However, at that moment, the door let out a loud wail. A person — to be exact, a person carrying a girl — appeared at the door.
The loud noise interrupted the conversation between him and the nurse. It even startled the beauty. Constantine, who had a high status in the hospital, intended to teach the uninvited guest a lesson. However, he did not expect the other party to speak first.
"Professor! Patient! "
"Tony?!" Constantine was a little surprised. He rushed out with the nurse.
The nurse looked at the girl in Tang En's arms, who was having trouble breathing. She could tell that the child was seriously ill.
"Fever … But Tony, I'm …"
"Damn it!" Tang En interrupted the old professor. "You're the only one I know here!"
Constantine nodded. He was not the slightest bit annoyed by Tang En's rudeness. He said to the nurse beside him, "Miss Kate, please call someone over."
The nurse nodded and ran away. Constantine then looked at Tang En, who was panting and covered in sweat like the girl in his arms. He asked, "Tony, who is she?"
Tang En panted heavily. "I picked her up …" His mind was clearly not on the question.
Seeing his anxious expression, Constantine took his answer as a perfunctory response. He could only comfort him. "Don't worry. Although we don't know what's wrong with the child, we'll arrange a comprehensive examination and treatment for her. She'll be fine."
As the two spoke, Miss Kate had already rushed back with her men. They took Shania from Tang En's hands and placed her on the cart. Then, they ran off again.
With one less person's weight in his hands, Tang En finally relaxed. At the same time, he realized that his arms were so sore that they were no longer listening to his commands. Although the girl was not heavy, it was definitely not easy to carry a living person up a slope.
Constantine did not follow the medical staff because it was not under his responsibility. He patted Tang En's shoulder. "Come in. I'll make you a cup of coffee. Don't worry, she'll be fine … Uh, did you really pick her up? "
The footsteps of the group finally disappeared at the end of the corridor. Tang En then turned to Constantine and nodded. "Picked up from the streets … Big trouble."
When Shania opened her eyes from the painful nightmare, she realized that she was not lying in Tang En's home, but in a hospital ward. She turned her neck with difficulty and realized that her head was still hurting. She could only give up on the idea and turn her eyes instead. She saw the stent and infusion bottle at the head of the bed. She also saw Tony Twain standing at the side with his back facing her. He was adjusting something.
She opened her mouth and wanted to call out Tang En's name, but found that her lips were chapped and her throat was so sore that she could not make any sound. She could only tilt her head slightly and quietly watch Tang En busy with her.
They had only known each other for less than a day …
When she saw Tang En scooping a spoonful of soup from the cup into his mouth and almost throwing the spoon away because it was scalding, she could not help but laugh.
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