Chapter 262: Act in a Play, in Vain
The patient, of course, was Holbrook's eldest grandson, who was an exceptional actor. He rolled on the ground with exaggerated moans, suddenly rolling his eyes and twitching, as though he were having an epileptic fit.
The apprentices, who had been watching nervously, quickly carried the "patient" into the acupuncture room, urging him to lie down and rest.
Holbrook, playing his role perfectly, said with feigned urgency, "Miss Linch, the most important thing right now is to save the patient! Please, call Mr. Lopez here immediately. This is a matter of life and death!"
Tracy, baffled by the strange symptoms of the patient, couldn't ignore his obvious pain. She reluctantly set aside her anger, realizing that it wasn't the time for personal grudges. Grabbing her phone, she dialed John's number.
"Come to the Feazer Medical Clinic now!" she snapped.
A long pause on the other end of the line.
"Who's this?"
Tracy went silent for a moment. Of course, she knew John was doing this on purpose, trying to wind her up. She gritted her teeth and replied:
"It's Tracy."
"Tracy? Oh, I thought it was my second sister. Looks like you've dialed the wrong number."
"You..." Tracy's frustration bubbled up again. She wanted nothing more than to storm over and smack him. But just then, Holbrook sighed from beside her.