Our quarrel made Brian feel uncomfortable. He coughed a few times to clear his throat.
“Why don’t we take a break, huh?” he asked awkwardly.
His words broke the stalemate between me and Caleb for the time being.
But I wasn’t done with Brian. “I demand that you delete all my personal information immediately. I also hope that from now on, you won’t reveal your patient’s medical records to anyone. Otherwise, I will report you.”
Brian didn’t reply immediately. Instead, he glanced at Caleb.
Caleb nodded at him in confirmation.
“Okay, I’ll delete it right away,” Brian said immediately.
After bandaging up Caleb’s wounds, he stood up and turned on his computer.
I needed to make sure that he deleted my medical records, so I stood behind him and watched as he located my file.
It turned out that both my record and Caleb’s were located in a separate file folder. And the folder’s name was very strange-Special Cases.
Special Cases?
𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.𝘤𝘰𝘮
What the hell was going on?
Debra’s POV:
I didn’t understand.
When did Caleb ever get sick? And why would Brian file his medical records with mine? Moreover, why was the file folder called Special
Cases?
Confused, I turned to look at Brian and asked, “What happened to Caleb?
Is he mentally ill or something?”
“Hey!” The corner of Caleb’s mouth twitched in exasperation
“Then if it’s not a mental illness, how is he a special case?”
I fixed my eyes on Caleb, feeling suspicious and uneasy.
He looked perfectly fine. How could he be sick?
“I’m afraid it’s confidential. Telling you would be a breach of Caleb’s privacy,” Brian answered seriously.
“Oh, I see how it is.”
I glared at Brian and spoke in voice dripping with sarcasm saying that my personal privacy can be violated but not his
