I Had to Call You

Hogan looked at the time with a confused expression and scolded over the phone, "It's midnight now. Why did you call me for this? She has a mental illness and is going to be discharged from the hospital. As the director of the hospital, why are you making light of the situation?" "No, Mr. Melling, please calm down. It's my fault for calling you at this time, but your wife insists on going home now. Several of our nurses can't stop her, so I could only call you." The director smiled apologetically. "Your wife is recovering very well in our hospital. Her illness is getting better. She can be taken home to recuperate." Hogan frowned and said impatiently, "Got it. I'll send someone there." "Okay, I'll wait for you..." The dean wanted to be polite, but the phone had been hung up. In the Eastity Sanatorium, the dean looked at the severed phone and clicked his tongue. He shook his head and sighed. "They all said that Hogan and his wife are deeply in love and that their relationship is more so