Chapter 168 - Hospital ID (2/2)

As the room fell back into silence, Alexander began to analyze the possibilities in his head.

But, all of a sudden, the silence was broken by a knock on the hospital room door.

Alexander glanced at the officer opposite him and the officer shrugged his shoulders. Who could be visiting at this time of night? Was it one of the nurses doing her nightly rounds?

However, the woman that appeared in the doorway wasn't wearing a nurse's uniform. She was dressed in a doctor's cloak.

Alexander looked at the woman with suspicion. This wasn't right. It was almost midnight. Why would a doctor be visiting at this hour? It wasn't like they were waiting on any other examinations or medication; the man was already getting antibiotics injected into him, so what could this doctor be here for?

”Doctor, why are you here at this hour?” Alexander asked.

The woman revealed a gentle smile and walked over to the bedside, ”I need to inject some morphine for pain relief.”

Alexander raised an eyebrow. Did this woman think he was stupid? Why would someone in a coma need pain relief when he couldn't even sense pain?

But, while Alexander had his guard up, the other officer was obviously less experienced. So, he stood up and immediately made way for the 'doctor'.

The woman smiled again and approached the unconscious Stanley Rong. However, just as she reached for a syringe, someone grabbed onto her wrist and pulled her away.

It was Alexander.

”Before you do anything, can I see your credentials? Do you have a hospital ID?” he asked.

The woman's gaze darted and she replied, ”I left it in my office, but you can trust me. The nurses saw me walk in. Plus, I couldn't have got access to these tools and medication if I wasn't a doctor.”

”Well, I'm sorry, but you'll have to return to your office and get your ID. I'm not letting you near the patient without it,” Alexander insisted.

The woman turned to the other officer and said, ”I was told that you were in charge here. Why is he calling the shots?”

The officer glanced at Alexander uncomfortably. The woman was right, he was supposed to be in charge. But, he also understood Alexander's reasoning. To be honest, if Alexander wasn't around, he wouldn't have doubted the woman, but now that he brought it up, he thought it was quite a valid point. Where was this woman's ID?

”I'm sorry, but I agree with Agent Dupont. We need to see your ID first,” he said.

The woman gritted her teeth as her expression changed. The gentleness from earlier completely disappeared. She then pulled out a gun and pointed it at the officer. ”This is my f*cken ID! Now, get out of my way!” she warned.