In the Hopewell hospital,
Mike adjusted his spectacles as he walked in, earning stares from a few people around. Some of the nurses couldn't take their eyes off him, mesmerized by his striking features. Words of admiration filled his ears, they were all whispers, but he could hear them all. He walked towards the doctor's office; before he got in, he inhaled a deep breath and pushed the door open.
The doctor raised his head and smiled, “Mr Sullivan, never thought you would make it today.” he said, stretching out his hands for a handshake. Mike grinned, “I had to take a day off. It's about my grandfather after all.” He said as he shook the doctor's hands.
Mike pulled out the chair and sat down, “What's the update? Is he getting better?” he sounded eager, eager to know if Vincent would
