"I'm not!" Emma Benson chuckled and held onto her even tighter.
They walked forward a few steps before Tara said, "Emma, do you know? I'm so glad you accompanied me here. Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to approach this hospital in a calm manner!..."
"Don't worry, after going in, have a good talk with Minnie Sutton. The president's daughter, I don't believe she would do anything extreme. Even if she doesn't consider her own status, the Presidential Palace has a reputation to uphold, doesn't it?"
"Understood..."
Emma Benson smiled slightly, and they quickened their pace. Led by a middle-aged man, they quickly arrived at the VIP ward on the sixteenth floor.
This ward was located on the top level, with just three or four rooms spread across an expansive floor. Each room was quite far from the others, and the area outside the ward was set up like a hotel front desk. Inside, dozens of nurses on duty stood up to greet them upon their approach.
