"Hmph, he's just a kid, what skills could he possibly have? You all better leave now!" Secretary Perez snapped his sleeve, speaking coldly.
"President Roberts, let's go!"
I turned around decisively.
"Wait!" At this moment, Ruth Mitchell shouted, "Fixer, let him have a look!"
Secretary Perez suddenly became furious and shouted, "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing? Of course, I'm trying to save our son. Letting him take a look does no harm, what if he has a way!"
"Don't you know that these so-called 'street doctors' are all frauds? If word gets out, won't it be a laughingstock!" Secretary Perez's face turned red as he roared.
"I ask you, what's more important, your face or our son's life!"
Ruth Mitchell exclaimed sharply, her emotions extremely agitated.
"You..."
Faced with the questioning, Secretary Perez was momentarily speechless.
Ruth Mitchell wiped away her tears, stepped forward, and asked me, "How should I address you?"
