Charlotte had her number up early, and by the time she arrived, it was already half past nine. The CT scan was quick, and since it was so early, there weren't many people.
Leandro had taken a number and was pushing her wheelchair over, with only two people ahead of them.
Charlotte, recalling Leandro mentioning he had a meeting, took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Romero, you should go back to the office. My dad will come to the hospital to pick me up soon. I'll go home after I finish the check-up."
"Return to which home?"
Leandro received a call, glanced at the caller ID on his cell phone, but didn't answer immediately.
Charlotte looked embarrassed, "My home."
"Oh."
His face noticeably cooled, "Call me if you need anything."
Saying this, Leandro answered the phone, and as soon as he
