Regan, I Just Want To See You

At this moment, Max felt like he was put in a difficult position. After all, it was hard for him to put up a neutral expression after his boss had failed to learn how to fold origami stars again and again. Besides, Max was curious about why Regan suddenly wanted to do this. His curiosity was piqued, but he dared not ask. Regan was a perfectionist. He was keen to make sure that the origami stars he folded were perfect. Hence, he threw all the finished products in the earlier stage away because they couldn't meet his standards. Regan's phone rang at this time. Because he was disturbed, his face turned a few shades darker. But in the end, he still picked up the phone. Except for Hazel's number, he did not save anyone else's number. It was because his memory was strong enough to remember all those numbers. "Mr. Morris, Miss Henderson is not in good condition. Can you make a trip here?" "No." Regan hung up the phone immediately. He was not a doctor anyway, what could he do if he went there?