Chapter 125: Favorite.

A black sedan arrived in front of the Hospital, and a white-haired young man left the car and said, ''Michael, wait here.''

''Young master, your mother told me to come with you,'' Michael said urgently and was about to open the car's door.

''No, stay here.'' Isaac said sternly and continued, ''Please.''

Michael sighed and removed his hand from the door's handle, ''Please, return quickly.''

Isaac nodded and closed the door. He turned around to face the large building in front of him.

He looked at his hand and the strawberry chocolate on his hand.

Soon, he reached the door's leading to the hospital's lounge and opened them, but he didn't enter yet. Instead, he kept the doors open and stepped aside.

Because an old man in a wheelchair was about to leave the hospital but couldn't open the doors.

''T-Thank you, young man.'' He said with gratitude and with a hoarse tone. He used his wrinkly and skinny arms to move the wheels of the wheelchair forwards and soon left the building.