At the entrance of Stellara Apartments, the ambulance lights flashed, and medical personnel carefully carried down the stretcher.
Old Master Carter lay on it, still connected to a simple life monitor.
"Be careful! Take it slow! Don't bump the old man's head or touch the tubes on his body!"
Evan Palmer quickly stepped forward, a perfectly tailored dark gray suit enhancing his refined demeanor, yet a hint of shrewdness lay deep in his eyes.
He reached out to gently support the edge of the stretcher, speaking sternly, his demeanor as though he truly regarded Old Master Carter as a close relative.
Mrs. Carter stood by, her face tense, watching the stretcher being carried towards the apartment entrance. Eventually, she suppressed her unease and stepped forward to say to Old Lady Carter, "Mom, I'm really not comfortable with Dad being left here. This is the family doctor I hired, named Dr. Garrison, very experienced. Let her stay to help with the care."
