Chapter 18 Am I Not Worth to Eat with You?

The man shook his head and said, "Her mental state is terrible. She requires a long period of rest." Renee's mood was slightly heavy. She uncontrollably blamed herself, and a faint sense of decadence surrounded her. If she hadn't married Nevin, perhaps the current situation wouldn't be this bad, and her mother wouldn't have become like this. The man meticulously found she was not in a good mood. He smiled warmly and comforted her, saying, "Actually, there's no need to worry too much. Your mother's physical condition is not so bad. She will slowly recover. Besides, we have the best medical conditions here." Upon hearing the man say this, Renee 's face showed some expression, as if seeing hope. "Really? Thank you! Well, What's your name?" "I'm Elvis Brownlee. Call me Elvis, and this is my business card." Elvis smiled lightly and handed her the card. Renee took it and thanked him, "Elvis, thank you for taking care of my mother." Due to her concern for Gemma, Renee chatted with Elvis for a while. Elvis also felt they hit it off. He patiently answered her questions and soothed her anxious mood. Renee felt Elvis was as gentle as a spring breeze. When the two were talking, another ward door suddenly opened. Four or five people walked out, talking and laughing. The quiet corridor suddenly became noisy. "You see, I said your grandma would be fine." "Such a high-end sanatorium won't accept ordinary people. We have to thank Audrey for taking us here." "Bertha, thank Audrey. If it weren't for her, your grandmother couldn't be in here. She came to visit your grandmother herself today. She's so good." They all dressed well, looking like sons or daughters from some rich families. They surrounded a good-looking girl wearing genuine leather high heels and an off-the-shoulder gauze skirt, all of which were limited editions of famous brands, highlighting her extraordinary temperament and making her stand out. Audrey Ferguson seemed to be accustomed to this kind of compliment. Her face was unchanged, with a bit of impatience in her eyes. Her thoughts were not on these people. During the conversation, one of them pushed Bertha Sharpe. Bertha tried to make her dry smile more natural, saying, "Thank you, Audrey." She had thanked Audrey like this more than ten times in the past few days. Voluntarily or involuntarily. She almost knelt and kowtowed to Audrey. Audrey did not respond, not even bothering to glance at Bertha. She was immersed in her thoughts, her eyebrows furrowing lightly. She was somewhat upset. A few days ago, she spent a lot of money to buy the news that the Macleod family from the capital had been appearing at this sanatorium. She wanted to take a chance to meet them, but she failed every time. Even the side branch of the Macleod family in Riv City was powerful, let alone members of the main branch in the capital. The corner of Bertha's mouth gradually fell, and a hint of darkness crossed her eyes. However, she suddenly saw a familiar figure in the corridor. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she left her companions and ran up. "Elvis! You are also here?!" The conversation between Renee and Elvis was interrupted, and they looked at the girl walking quickly to them. Renee studied her. Bertha had light brown curly hair and fair facial features, wearing an A-shaped skirt. But Renee didn't know who she was at all. Elvis also showed a similar puzzled expression. He obviously didn't remember who she was, too. He had seen too many patients and their families. He couldn't remember every one of them. But he greeted back politely with a gentle smile, "Hello." Bertha's ears suddenly turned red in excitement. She tried to find a topic. "What a coincidence! I didn't expect to meet you here!" "Uh..." Elvis didn't know how to answer for a moment. This is a sanatorium. As a doctor here, where else could he be? Renee couldn't help but twitch her mouth, looking at Elvis as if watching a play. Oh, his secret admirer. Elvis responded to Renee with a helpless gaze. Bertha smiled shyly, and her cheeks blushed. "Thank you very much, Elvis, for taking care of my grandmother. May I treat you to dinner tonight?" The group of people behind Bertha approached and watched, whispering and jokingly discussing something. Many eyes fell on Renee. Her face and elegant demeanor were really eye-catching. She attracted everyone's attention just by standing there. She was even more outstanding than Audrey. Judging from temperament, she looked like a wealthy lady from a prestigious family. Someone smart soon realized Elvis seemed to be getting too close to Renee. Elvis politely refused, "Taking care of patients is my responsibility. You don't need to thank me. I have to work overtime at night." "Elvis, you fooled me again. When I came, I asked the receptionist, and she said you didn't need to work overtime tonight." Okay, his excuse was useless. Elvis felt a headache. Bertha continued to pester him, "Elvis, it's just a dinner. What are you hesitant about? Am I not worth to eat with you?" She looked aggrieved, and the people behind her laughed and joked as they watched the show. "Elvis, are you embarrassed?" "Yes, Elvis. It's just a dinner! Agree with her!" Elvis frowned unhappily and said, "This is a sanatorium. Please keep your voice down and not make noise." Seeing Bertha looking at him pitifully as if she wouldn't leave if he refused, Elvis searched quickly in his mind. Soon, he came up with a plan. He smiled and said, "Actually, I already have an appointment tonight." "Who? Don't deceive me." Bertha said with a bit of annoyance. Elvis was excellent in terms of appearance, family background, and life experience, with almost no flaws. He graduated from a top-ten university in the world. Numerous major hospitals wanted him. But in the end, he chose to work for the Macleod family. How could Bertha give up a man like him? Suddenly, Elvis turned to look at Renee, who was watching the drama, held her arm, and pulled her to his side. Renee caught off guard and stared at him in surprise.