You are Not Qualified to Tell Me What to Do

Just when they were at a loss, Callan Handerson's cell phone rang. Nick Jonah looked at it and found it was Rainie George. "Master Handerson, it's Miss George." "Hello..." Callan took the phone impatiently. He couldn't find Savannah Lea, so he was really not in the mood to coax Rainie. "Rainie, I have something to do here. If you need anything, you can ask the nurses at the hospital to do it for you. Is that okay?" "Callan..." Rainie's pitiful voice came from the phone. "Are you busy? If you're busy, then forget it." There was a hint of unwillingness and dissatisfaction in her tone. Callan rubbed his eyebrows tiredly. He was exhausted and helpless. He sighed and said, "Okay, I'll come right away. You wait for a while." "Master Handerson..." Nick couldn't stand it anymore. He couldn't stand Rainie's clingy character. "Go back!" Although Callan was reluctant, he had no choice. He could not maintain his engagement with Rainie, so he should take good care of her, who was injured. "How abou