Mr. Alberto Stolov walked into the hospital in hurried strides. He glanced at the doctor, who quickly approached him.
"Where is he?" he asked.
The doctor responded, "In ward three."
"What happened to him?"
"He was found knocked out in front of the café opposite Vizera Luxe."
"Vizera Luxe…" The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed. "What was he doing there in the first place?" He asked, "Is he wounded? How is his condition?"
The doctor shook his head with a polite smile. "There's nothing to worry about, sir. He's alright, just a bit beat up."
"Beat up?" Alberto paused with a scowl. "What do you mean? Who would beat up my son?"
The young doctor felt a bit cornered. None of them knew what had happened. "I'm not too sure, sir. The ambulance brought him here. His nose was broken, and he's missing a tooth."
Alberto's jaw ticked. He twisted around and stormed off to ward [3]
