When William Cole arrived at the private hospital Dora Lamb mentioned, it was already half an hour later.
This was a Chinese private hospital, and the grand plaque contained three words: Kind Heart Hall.
As William entered the hall of Kind Heart Hall, he saw a group of patients surrounding Madeline Burnett, who was lying on the floor.
Her face was pale and her expression agonized.
Dora wept on the ground, her tears staining her face.
Williams frowned slightly, a hospital allowing patients to lie on the ground was unacceptable to him, a doctor.
"What happened?" He pushed through the crowd.
Dora spotted William and immediately rushed to grab his arm. "William, help me."
"My mom took their medicine, and she was poisoned right away."
"Now these people are denying it and not letting my mom go to another hospital."
A middle-aged man stepped out, his face cold. "Miss Lamb, your words are incorrect."
"What did you mean that she was poisoned by taking our medicine?"