Peter Gingery scoffed, "If you ask me, even if Jasmine Troop woke up, brother, you didn't need to make a trip here. It's a rare vacation, why not just stay at home and spend some time with little Jane?"
James Black glanced at Peter Gingery, "Why so much to say?"
Peter Gingery was chocked up, staring at James Black, "I shouldn't have worried about you."
Peter Gingery snorted. Indeed, James Black was not just any man, not like those new recruits, nothing here was worth his worry.
So, not worrying about James Black, Peter Gingery suddenly felt relieved, and his speech became much more relaxed and breezy.
"About Jasmine Troop's parents, I really had enough, I've never seen such unreasonable people. It's been a long time since we needed to be involved here at the hospital, I'm going back to the guard team now, what about you? Are you heading back too?" After speaking, Peter Gingery looked down at his wrist.
