"That's the hospital, honey!". Georgia announced, while pointing her finger outside the car window, towards a hospital.
In terms of size, the hospital wasn't that big, tall, or small. It was medium, and outside the building was painted white and blue.
But, half of the hospital was built using glass.
Kingston parked his car in front of the hospital, before he got down from the car and went to the back seat, opening the door and carrying the injured Paola in his arms.
'This is so embarrassing! Why did I have to slip and fall? What sort of luck is that? The more I look at it, my mind keeps telling me that it's Foxy's fault'. Paola thought and hissed in pain because her leg had hit the car after Kingston carried her in his strong arms.
"Sorry, sweetheart". Kingston said to her and took her with him into the hospital building.
Georgia was in front of them, as she knew her way around the hospital. She had been to the hospital before in the past.
