Chapter 299 Missing Me Too?

I had wanted to tell Mom not to bother coming, but the call ended before I got the chance. Sighing, I pocketed my phone and glanced at Inch, who was silently perched on a waiting room chair. He was covered in dried mud, looking like a doll that had been tossed into a puddle. My mind had been on Charlie, but seeing Inch in that state, I inhaled sharply and said, "Inch, I've got things covered here. Go home, shower, grab a bite, and rest up." He was pale but shook his head, "No worries, I'll wait for Mr. Yates." His determination was evident, and I realized talking him out of it was a no-go. I was about to grab some food for him when suddenly… "Bang!" The OR doors flew open, and a doctor in a white coat stepped out. Inch shot up and hurried over. "Doc, how is Mr. Yates?" The doctor hesitated, peeling off his gloves, and said, "We've managed to save his leg for now, but it's all about how he heals up. If he doesn't take it easy, he'll be heading for trouble." With that, the doctor