The car was moving quickly, and before long, we were on the highway.
But just after we got on, an unfamiliar landline number called.
Without giving it much thought, I answered.
The moment the call connected, I heard an anxious woman's voice.
"Hello, this is the city's First Hospital. Are you a family member of Song Decai?"
Hearing that, I instinctively glanced at Master.
I could figure out why they were calling without even using my feet.
Master had run out wearing his hospital gown. Now that the patient was gone, the nurses and head nurse on duty would definitely have their performance bonuses docked.
If the hospital was reasonable, they might smooth things over. If not, the staff could even be fired.
"Yes! I was just about to let your hospital know. I took my master out with me. We're having a meal outside and will be back afterward, though it might be a little late. If there's any problem, have your supervisor call me..."
We weren't unreasonable people. Master had slipped out on his own, so innocent nurses shouldn't have to bear the blame.
The other party clearly froze for a moment upon hearing that.
Then she said, "Th-then please try to come back as soon as possible. It isn't good for the patient, and it doesn't comply with the rules."
"Understood. Sorry..."
After exchanging a few polite words, I ended the call.
Master, sitting in the front passenger seat, said, "There was nothing I could do. I said I wanted to be discharged, but the attending physician said I didn't meet the discharge criteria. Without the family's signature, I had no choice but to sneak out on my own first."
Master was already out, so there was no point saying anything else.
What mattered now was getting