Olivia Sparks

"Hi, I'm here for my appointment with the chief," Emily greeted a nurse sitting behind the desk.

The nurse took a brief glance at her, before passing a clipboard whilst training her sight back on the computer monitor. "Please sign your name, and scheduled appointment."

"Okay, thank you." Emily accepted the clipboard, signing her name on it, pausing when she reached the scheduled time. She wasn't given an exact time to come in but was told to just head into the department any time of the day after her mother set the appointment for her.

"Excuse me, nurse. I don't know what time my scheduled appointment is," Emily said and gulped. The nurse just looked up above the rim of her eyeglasses with a seething glare.

"Patient's name," the nurse flatly asked.

"Emily Tay. T. A. Y."

"I can't see you in our system, must be a last-minute request. Let me go in and ask the chief's assistant." The nurse jerked her thumb on the door to the left where a plaque bearing the name Dylan Chu - Chief Oncologist was hanging.

The nurse stood up, taking a sip of her ice-cold coffee as she headed into the room. After a minute, she stepped out with a nurse that shouldn't be a nurse with how flawless her skin was.

"Hi, Ms. Emily, sorry for the hold-up," the nurse with the pin Jade Hao apologized, slightly bowing in Emily's direction. 

As if polarized, Jade's eyes darted to the waiting area where she saw Olivia and Ava. "Oh, hello, Mrs. Lin. Ms. Lin." She bowed. 

She heard of Olivia's hospitalization yesterday and did a quick internet search on the exiled heiress that was why it was easy for her to spot the latter.

Ava and Olivia smiled in response to the greeting. "We're together with her," Olivia informed the nurse.

"Okay. If you can wait here, and fill-up the forms first, I'll call you up next. Chief's attending to a patient so there's a little bit of a wait."

"No problem. We'll be right here," Emily smiled at Jade, her eyes dilating in awe at how silky smooth white the nurse's skin was. "Are you sure you're a nurse? You can be a model."

Smiling meekly, the nurse said her thanks before taking her leave.

Meanwhile, Emily found an empty seat beside Ava. They were facing the department's main double doors and could easily see who came in and out of the room.

"I think she's dating the chief. Who wouldn't date someone as beautiful as her?" she whispered, elbowing Ava who was uneasy on the inside after seeing children with masks on and attached to an oxygen tank being wheeled in and out of the department. "Ava? Are you okay?"

"Nothing. I was thinking about Finn." Ava shifted in her seat and chose to fix her gaze on the tall windows instead to distract her.

After a while, Jade Hao came back with the papers that needed Emily's information. She went over with Emily on the important questions that needed special attention as it was essential to come up with her diagnosis.

"Just bring it with you inside later." Jade excused herself yet again, rushing inside the office when her walkie-talkie beeped.

Soon, the nurse in the reception area called Emily's name after a patient and her company stepped out of the room.

Jade ushered them inside the office that had another office inside it. She held the door for the three ladies and stayed behind the now-closed door.

Once the gal pals were inside, Ava busied herself reading in her app, while Olivia checked her emails, glancing up from time to time at Emily who was pacing inside the chief's office, biting her nail.

"Emily Tay?" A lanky man checked if he got the right girl as he saw her after stepping out of the loo, wiping his hands with a paper towel. He then went over to his desk, pumping a blob of sanitizer on his hand.

He gestured for Emily to sit down which she gladly obliged, shifting a little to find the perfect spot for her bottoms. Suddenly, she felt as if there was no comfortable position for her to sit as the thought of her being sick yet again started to cast a grey shadow on her sunny disposition, unnerving her to the core.

"I'm Dylan Chu. What can I help you with today?" He smiled but it was gone in a blink of an eye. It left Emily wondering if what she saw was a hallucination. 

So she blinked her eyes just to check that her sight was not playing tricks on her and, yep, he really had his straight face on.

She frowned as she regarded the man. He looked too stuffy and serious with his medium-length jet black hair, neatly combed and parted to the side. She scrutinized his every move, from the way he pushed his eyeglasses up on his nose bridge, and the way his c.h.e.s.t muscles flexed as he crossed his arms over it.

"You look young to be a director. I was expecting an uncle," Emily commented, raising a single brow as he studied her medical history.

"I am an uncle. I have a nephew and he's twelve years old." He pointed to the family photo on his desk. "My mom is a Zhang, so I inherited this position if that's what you mean," he clarified. 

Dylan Chu was used to people questioning him about how he got such an esteemed position at a young age even though his credentials were enough bragging rights to speak for himself. He realized it was easier to explain his blood relation than show them a long list of his accomplishments. 

At the end of the day, the way he treated his patients would be a reflection of who he was as a doctor.

"Okay. I really thought it would be someone older." Emily pursed her lips. She regarded Dylan Chu one more time and started narrating her problem. "Anyhoo, a friend noticed there was a lump on my c.h.e.s.t, but I couldn't feel it at that time. So I tried to schedule an appointment but a lot of things happened until recently, I got bored and touched myself then that's it. I felt it. Here… but it's not here anymore." She pointed to her left b.r.e.a.s.t, cupping it one more time to check if the lump was there but couldn't feel it.

"Mmm." Dylan Chu nodded his head as he observed Emily. His eyes darted back to the file on the clipboard, speaking as he flipped one leaf after another, "I'll do a physical examination first then if I notice something, I'll order for a scan just to be sure."

Placing the clipboard down on the table, he gestured to a curtained area of the room. "I need you to go behind the curtain and remove your top and bra. Let me know when you're ready."

Emily nodded, puffing air through her pursed lips. She glanced at her gal pals' direction who then sent her nods of encouragement. It was enough to catapult her on her spot towards the other side of the room and with balled fists, she dragged her feet behind the curtain.

She perched her bottoms on the edge of the bed, peeling her tank top and strapless bra. When she was done, she tweeted, "Doc, I'm ready."

The sliding of wheels echoed in the room as Dylan Chu lazily slid his leather seat from his desk towards the curtained area of the room.

"Good. Show me how you did your b.r.e.a.s.t exam first and where you felt the lump," he directed which Emily followed in a heartbeat.

"It should be here but it's not… I can't feel it anymore." She looked at the ceiling, cupping her right b.r.e.a.s.t. She thought, maybe it was the right b.r.e.a.s.t that had a lump and not the left. However, after a minute of cupping and groping, she exasperated, "I can't find it. It's not here anymore."

Dylan masked the scowl with a straight face. He had met countless ladies from high society, who would schedule an appointment with him under the guise of a b.r.e.a.s.t lump that wasn't even there just so they could ask him out for a meal.

But he had to hold back his judgment as he saw panic painted Emily's face, and thought maybe she was different. 

Raising both of his hands, Emily gulped at how long his fingers were. She wondered just how many titties had those fingers touched. But before she could count in her head, she heard him speak up, averting her gaze from his fingers to his eyes.

"I'll be doing a physical examination on your left b.r.e.a.s.t first. Pardon me if my hands are cold."

"Okay," Emily nodded and gave her consent.

He stood from his seat, the sound of latex gloves slapping on his hands woke Emily up from counting titties in her head.

She flinched when he touched her b.r.e.a.s.t, his cold hand startled her, but what stunned her the most was the sound that their contact created.

TICK!