CHAPTER 7
“Why does everybody who gets sick go to the same hospital?” Woong asked once Kennedy parked.
“What do you mean?” She got out and opened Woong’s door so he wouldn’t bang it against the cement pillar in the parking garage.
“What I mean is folks at hospitals are getting all kinds of different germs, so why don’t they have one hospital for all the broken bones, and one hospital for all them folks with diabetes, and some other spot for the ones having their baby and so on?”
Kennedy locked the doors to the Honda and had to remind herself that Woong was too big to hold her hand. “That’s a good question. I guess it’s just easier having everything all together, so if the doctors need to give the patients X-rays or something it’s all right there.”
“Yeah, but I’ve been thinking, and no
