"Two dollars."
Mia Ginger handed over the money, twisted open the cap, took a couple of sips, and then packed the remaining half bottle into her backpack.
She picked up her phone to text Koa Jackson.
"What are you up to?"
"Working." Koa Jackson quickly replied with two words.
Of course, she knew he was working. Mia Ginger let out a stifled laugh, feeling a bit annoyed, and then asked, "Are you at the clinic or the office? No surgeries today?"
"In the office. I have a conference at another hospital tomorrow, preparing for it."
"Oh."
Mia Ginger replied with one word, then put away her phone.
She hadn't even reached the hospital yet, when her phone buzzed again. Koa Jackson asked her, "Up so early today? Have you had breakfast?"
"Yeah, had eggs, two of them." Mia Ginger pulled her suitcase along, texting back as she walked, teasing Koa Jackson as if she were still abroad.
Soon, she arrived at the inpatient department.
