As he was much taller than me, I had to raise my head to look at him.
His gentle smile had disappeared completely. In its place was his usual stoic expression.
"The doctor said that Luke is not seriously ill—"
"It was a misdiagnosis." Before I could finish my sentence, he interrupted me. He spoke firmly as if his words were all that mattered.
His tone that left no room for argument made me furious again. Were his opinion and his say all that counted? Did the truth not matter at all?
"Luke was hospitalised for such a long time. How could a misdiagnosis occur repeatedly? The hospital staff said that you were the one who instructed them to do it. Why would you do that?"
Although I was behaving rather emotionally, he remained as calm as ever. "It was a misdiagnosis. Since it's all in th
