Twenty Again

Chapter 7 School Babe

Norman's heart skipped a beat and he felt something wrong.

That's it. He thought it was Gina who took her parents away.

Call the police! His first thought was to call the police.

How can the law-based society tolerate such rampant kidnapping?

He quickly took out his mobile phone, ready to call the police.

"What are you doing? Lily also wanted to know where her parents were. Seeing her brother's movement, she moved closer.

"I'm calling the police," Norman muttered as he dialed the police station. "Why is 911 still on the line?" Norman was nervous.

"Hey, don't call the police yet. Maybe Mom and Dad are out at the supermarket or taking a walk. I'll ask the neighbors and wait until I get back."

She had a point. The more he cared, the worrier he became.

Norman was no longer persistent in calling the police. In case he made a mistake and wronged a good man, the police would also hold him accountable.

Lily went to get some news, leaving Norman to pace up and down in front of his house.

When he finally got back, he couldn't get into the house. Norman was somewhat disappointed.

"Dad is ill in hospital. What should we do?" Lily trotted back, crying.

"Calm down. What's going on?" Norman asked anxiously as he wiped Lily's tears.

"The neighbor said he fainted at home yesterday afternoon and she watched him being taken to the ambulance looking gaunt."

'Which hospital? "

"Boston Medical Center."

"Let's go! "

Norman and Lily immediately ran towards the hospital.

After running for more than ten minutes, he felt too slow. Then he stopped a taxi and hurried in the direction of the hospital.

"Dad, hold on! I haven't had time to be filial to you. For God's sake, don't be cruel to me! '

All the way Norman was worried.

"Hello, Sir. How is my father doing?"  

Arrived at the hospital, what greeted his eyes was the dazzling oxygen tube familiar to him.

Norman was terrified when he saw it.

In his previous life, such an oxygen tube was in charge of his father's life. Unfortunately, he had no money at that time, so the doctor pulled out the oxygen tube, and he had no father.

Like a burnt child dreaded the fire, he was afraid of losing his father again.

"Mr. Baron Levine is temporarily out of danger." His father's doctor looked at the chart and then looked up at him.

"You're Norman Levine? "

The attending doctor's attitude immediately became hostile when he saw Norman's beautiful face.

"Yes, I am. Do you know me?"

Norman was relieved to see that he was recognized.

He thought that since the attending doctor knew him, it would be easier for them to communicate.

He reached out to shake the doctor's hand.

But the attending doctor took one look at his outstretched hand, ignored him, and walked away.

It would be odd if he didn't know Norman. His wife and children were obsessed with this man.

The attending doctor's wife was a big fan of Norman. She would never miss any show on TV that Norman was involved in, whether it was a drama, a movie, or a variety show.

Even if there was only one line or scene of Norman in the whole play, she would watch it over and over again, and sometimes she even forgot to cook dinner for her husband.   

Her husband really wondered how an old aunt in her forties and fifties could fall for such a good-looking face.

The attending doctor's daughter went even further. She had Norman's posters all over her house.

The two women in the family were so mad about Norman that the attending doctor was not liked at home. Although he did not know Norman, he had cursed him in his heart a thousand times.

It seemed that jealousy was not women's privilege. It was even scarier when men get jealous.

The attending physician began to make things difficult for Norman. He moved Norman's father from a single ward to a narrow aisle on the grounds that there were not enough beds.

Then, citing a lack of staff, he removed the nurses from the service and asked Norman to take care of his father himself.

Norman endured all this, but the worst part was that in the end, the doctor tried to remove his father's oxygen tube just because Norman was hours late in paying his bills.

Damn it! This doctor had no respect for human life!

Norman went to him in a rage, and the stupid doctor made quips on him.

"I'm sorry, but we have to follow the hospital's rules."

"You're just a little-known entertainer. You think you're qualified to ask the hospital to make an exception for you?"

"The best you can do is to deceive ignorant women with your face. But it doesn't work with me."

Norman was furious. "I didn't expect you to make an exception for me, but you have to be reasonable. I'm just a little late with my medical bill, and you’re going to kill my father."

Anger and fear filled him. He feared his father's tragedy would play out in front of him again.

"Don't blab. What's it got to do with me? Did I stop you from paying it?"

"I have paid the fee. The reception desk told me there is a spare bed. Please arrange a bed for my father immediately."

Norman didn't want to waste time with him. As long as his father got well, it didn't matter if he felt wronged.

"Sorry, I can't."

"Just wait and see! I'm going to the hospital executives to report you right now! " With that, Norman turned and left.

"Oh, watch out!"

Norman had just turned and walked out of the door of the attending physician's office when he bumped into someone who was walking the other way.

Even though he was angry now, he could not lose his cool. It was a girl, after all, and he could not be angry with her.

"You okay?" "He said to the girl who was squatting on the ground with her hand to her forehead.  

The girl looked up at the sound. The voice sounded familiar to her

"Norman?" Her voice trembled slightly with excitement.  

"And you are?" For a moment Norman did not know what to do. He had not yet matched the delicate beauty with the character in the original owner's memory.

"My God, Is it really you? I'm Rachel Smith, your high school classmate. Don’t you remember me?"

The girl covered her mouth. She didn't expect to meet her first crush here.

Norman's head worked again, and he found the memory about the girl.

Rachel had been a rare beauty among her classmates since high school. At that time, she was the school babe.

Norman was one of the many boys who admired her at school.

But what was she doing here?