"...Hmm, in my coat pocket, it was probably when you left the bar. You took our coat and put it in the coat pocket after paying the bill, but you put it in the wrong place. Haha, I didn't expect that our smart Liv actually made such a low-level mistake."

The voice of a friend Clara-bart came from the other end of the phone, which made Liv roll his eyes, "You have the nerve to say, if you didn't drink Carol and the other two were drunk last night, I needed to take care of you and the items, how could I make a mistake?"

"That's right, Carol drank the pieces last night. Tsk tsk, I don't remember anything this morning." Clara complained heartily, as if she had nothing to do with her. After all, they had known each other for a lifetime, so there was no need to be so polite.

Then Clara asked, "How did you go back later? You don't have a wallet or a cell phone, what should you do?"

"Oh, I met a kind person in the convenience store and reached out to help." He could have answered generously, but Liv's voice was inexplicably guilty, and his words could not help but hide them. Realizing this, he quickly joked, "I thought there was no good person in Chicago."

"Haha, that's it." Clara also laughed happily, "You should thank her very much. It's not easy in Chicago."

she.

Clara took it for granted that it was a "she". She saw Liv, who was also a woman, encountered difficulties, so she reached out to provide assistance.

"Well, that's true." Liv nodded absent-mindedly and expressed her affirmation. Then she talked to Clara for a few more words. After a while, Clara took her cell phone and wallet to work, so she hung up the phone.

I let out a long breath and didn't stop anymore - I still need to go to work this morning.

At this time, it was already the next morning. Before leaving, Liv woke up Clara who was sleeping with a landline phone, briefly communicated the situation, and at least figured out the whole story, then he felt a little relieved, and then quickly packed up, left the house and went to work.

Because it was already early in the morning after coming back last night, the rest time was a little late, and the time to go out today was also a little late, Liv simply stopped a taxi to avoid being late for work.

Today is Saturday, and the peak hours of work are not congested. After all, there is not much work required to schedule on weekends, and the traffic along the way is very smooth. Liv just looked at the scenery outside the car window, a little dazzled. She was clearly thinking, but she couldn't find anything in her mind.

So, is this thinking or is it empty?

Then, Liv's gaze accidentally caught the Hilton Hotel on the roadside, and her pupils instantly shrank in panic, avoiding her eyes in a little embarrassed manner.

"Wait, why? Why are you guilty?"

Liv didn't understand it, and looked at the Hilton Hotel again, and immediately realized that it was not the Hilton room where the man stayed last night, but another room near her house; but why did she dodge?

No clue.

The face of the man last night was once again in my mind. His eyes were always bright even in the middle of the night. He seemed to be able to see the stars, but he didn't know what job he was doing, because he didn't look like a lawyer, at least he was not a lawyer.

Is it a young lecturer or professor?

This seems more reasonable. After all, there are countless researchers who come to Chicago from New York to hold university meetings or academic lectures every month, but they don’t know what academic conferences are being held in Chicago these two days.

Next, Liv didn't have time to think about it carefully because she was extremely busy with work and all her time and space were stuffed.

This is true for the hospital 365 days a year, and it never becomes easy because of Saturdays and Sundays or holidays.

Liv Denis is a doctor. After graduating from university for four years, he became a formal resident after five years of residency. After four years of clinical work without touching the ground, he also published related research papers. He is now striving to become the youngest attending physician in the hospital at the age of thirty.

Life is indeed full of challenges and opportunities.

Friends Clara Bart and Carol Ford are also resident doctors. Clara is Liv's childhood childhood childhood, while Carol is a new partner whom he made after coming to the hospital for internship. After years of sharing joys and sorrows, they have gradually formed a small group.

The hospital on Saturday was still busy.

After Clara and Carol arrived at the hospital one after another, the three of them had no time to complain to each other. They had only time to say hello to each other with their eyes, turned around and devoted themselves to their busy daily work.

Retrieving her cell phone from Clara, Liv looked for a breathing time, entered the man's phone number, and then prepared to send a text message, but she couldn't confirm what she should say, and she always felt that the power of language seemed to be starting to fail.

After hesitation, he was unable to find the exact idea, and then a call came, "Dr. Denis, you are looking for you in the emergency room."

"Okay." Liv had no time to think, so she pressed the send button and put her phone in her white coat's pocket, and then she started to get busy.

A busy day that was so busy that it was in a blink of an eye, and even the memory of how lunch was stuffed into my stomach was blank. Night fell again, and Liv finished her duty time today and was about to go home from get off work and rest.

Only then did I recall that I took out my cell phone from my pocket and opened the SMS box, but unexpectedly found:

No reply.

"Bank account!"

The text message Liv sent to the man was displayed on the screen, but the man did not give any reply.

So, did he not see the text message? Or did he read the text message but did not reply? If it was the latter, why? Did he think he would not pay back the money? Did he think he was a rogue?

Liv's stomach was a little burning.

At this moment, Clara and Carol called me behind me, "Liv, have a beer tonight, how about you? Are you going?"

"Sorry, I have some urgent matters to deal with. I'll go back tonight, and I'll talk about it tomorrow." Liv said to his friends in a hurry. Without waiting for their response, he rushed out quickly and quickly. His hastily disappeared into the colorful night of Chicago.

"What's going on?" Carol's head was full of question marks.

Clara spread her hands, and her face was also confused, "I don't know either."
Chapter completed!