He called Jane Quinlan after coming out of the doctor's office.
As soon as she saw his name, Jane Quinlan immediately answered: "Forrest, have you arrived? How are things?"
"Not very optimistic, Wendy was brought to the hospital too late.
She underwent a craniotomy, but I'm afraid it probably won't change anything.
There's a high chance she won't make it through tonight."
Hearing this, Jane Quinlan felt a heavy weight in her heart.
She glanced at the empty desk opposite hers and thought about her many confrontations with Wendy.
Suddenly, she felt how childish she had been at that time.
"Jane."
"Hmm?"
"You haven't forgotten what I told you this morning, right?"
Jane nodded: "Yeah."
"Alright, I'm going out to see Wendy's parents now, you behave."
"Okay."
After hanging up, Jane Quinlan still felt her eyes were moist.
Despite not being an emotional person, and the one dying not being her friend,
she didn't know why, but she still felt sad.
