Chapter 172
As we rode towards the hospital, my mind raced. My career, the minister's life, and possibly the fate of the city, all hung in the balance. The weight of it all felt crushing.
The wind whipped through my hair as Dafa expertly navigated the traffic on his motorbike. I clung to the back, feeling the vibrations of the engine beneath me. The speed was exhilarating, but it did little to ease the knot of anxiety in my stomach.
I tried to focus on the road ahead, but my thoughts kept circling back to Dr. Ramirez and the ultimatum. What was I going to say? How could I convince her to give me more time?
The hospital loomed larger with each passing moment, a stark reminder of the confrontation that awaited me. It felt like riding towards a lion's den, knowing that I was about to face a formidable opponent.
