As Nolan neared closer to the front desk and instantly recoiled as he was hit with a wall of body odor. He plugged his nose as he spoke to one of the pampoose wearing women, "Are these Dr's Wu's offices? Where are the staff members and nurses? Who is in charge here?"
The woman nodded vaguely in his direction and pointed at a sign in a couple different languages. Nolan squinted up at the sign to make out the little english at the top that answered his question. Nolan tapped the woman's shoulder again as he was not finished. "Is it always this crowded? Why are so many people here today? It's shocking."
Her English was weak but he understood. "Today is free to see if you need surgery so people come here for update on things that need to be done. I never come here on the other days but why would people come if they have to pay?"
Nolan didn't like her tone, but bit back his rude comment. The child on her stomach was sleeping and had a cleft lip that loomed up at him. The child was too big for the harness he was being carried. There was swelling where his joints met the tight restraints. Nolan did not know where this woman had come from. It was not his place to correct her. Find authorized novels in Webnovel,faster updates, better experience,Please click www.novelhall.comfor visiting.
In a brighter mood, he had brought some home cooked food in an insulated lunch bag to wow Dr Wu with his cooking skill. He looked back at the packed reception room nervously and wondered if he would even get a chance to speak with her. Wu would be very busy until hours were up. Nolan checked the time on his phone and was looking up bus times. What broke his concentration was raised voices. He looked up to see a parent had interfered in the children's fighting matches and started shouting at the boy who has injured what Nolan assumed was the man's son. As the man has put his hands on the other boy, that boy father had started to push up his sleeves to confront the man messing with his child. Nolan could feel the tension rising in the room as people began to take sides.
He could see men from both sides start to roll their shoulders and crack fingers. Nolan looked at the frightened women and knew that the room would become a mob if one of them had a gun. Knowing New York, it was likely. He did not want officers and immigration officials coming in and questioning everyone. It would turn into a mess. He straightened his shoulders and moved closer before he raised hos voice authoritatively. "Hey, hey." The brutish men all turned to him with violent expressions. "If you got something to settle take it outside. We got women in here. We got kids in here. Nobody needs to get hurt from here. Take it outside. Just calm it down or go outside. I don't want to get the cops down here."