Chapter 110 Finnegan Was Ruthless.
Finnegan was displaying an incredible amount of restraint by not physically confronting his detestable relatives.
One could hardly blame him for doubting whether it was even worth extending a helping hand to them.
“Finnegan, have you completely forsaken your humanity?”
Melinda couldn’t contain her frustration when she heard Finnegan was preparing to leave. Her demeanor shifted back to its former shrewish state. “You’re being so petty with your family and even refuse to save them. Has your conscience truly abandoned you?”
Qahira chimed in, her tone equally incredulous. “That’s right! You ought to have volunteered without us elders having to plead for you to come. Yet, even when we do, you remain unmoved? You truly are something else!”
In no time, their ugly side emerged once again.
Finnegan found their behavior both pitiable and laughable.
Who’s the ones lacking in conscience? Who’s truly inhuman?
However, the longer this situation continued, the more repulsive Finnegan found their conduct. “Get out of the way!”
Melinda held her ground, stepping forward. “What? Are you going to hit me if I don’t? Come on, give it a try! You’re just a heartless cur who wouldn’t even deign to think of his own family!”
Qahira practically roared at Desmond and his wife, “Didn’t you two promise us earlier? What’s happening now? Cat got your tongue? Can’t you even handle your own son?”
Desmond and his wife quickly spoke up to try and placate their families.
“Finny, stop throwing a tantrum. We’re all family and have the same blood running through our veins. Your father and I bear no grudges, and you shouldn’t either. Drop the petty act and go check on Max and
the others.”
Finnegan was growing frustrated, yet he couldn’t let his temper flare at his parents, who were being morally strongarmed in this situation.
Thus, he coolly surveyed Melinda and the others, who were staring at him angrily. “Will you move or not?”
“You arrogant brat!” Adrian stepped forward aggressively, his raised hand poised to strike Finnegan. “You won’t raise a finger for your own kin in distress, will you? I’ll teach you a lesson you won’t forget!”
Raymond’s tone grew stern. “Indeed. This boy needs a sound thrashing!”
Finnegan’s brows furrowed as he gripped Adrian’s hand. “You keep your distance when you don’t need me, as if you’d rather avoid any a*sociation with me. Yet, when you’re in need, suddenly we’re family, huh? Your hypocrisy is truly nauseating!”
With an a*sertive push from Finnegan, Adrian staggered backward.
He lost his footing and landed squarely on his rear.
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“Unbelievable! He just laid a hand on his own uncle! He’s going to be punished in hell for this!”
“Look! Everyone, come see this! This guy is hitting his uncle!”
“Melinda, Qahira, don’t shout and make a spectacle of ourselves!”
“Why not? We’ll have everyone witness this heartless cur in action. He won’t even help or cure his own family!”
In the wake of Adrian’s tumble, Melinda’s screams reverberated through the hallway. Qahira followed suit, while Quiana failed to stop them no matter what she did.
The commotion attracted a throng of patients, family members, and a multitude of medical personnel from nearby rooms.
The atmosphere was charged with accusations as the crowd pointed fingers, swayed by Melinda and the others. “Did you hear? They say he’s a miraclé doctor here who can even cure cancer patients. However, can you believe he’s so morally bankrupt? How can he show such callous disregard for his own family?”
Quiana rushed to clarify, “It’s not like that. My son isn’t morally bankrupt.”
Yet, in this era, it often appeared that the loudest voices spoke the truth.
The bystanders embraced Melinda and Qahira’s narrative, with some even joining in to condemn Finnegan for his apparent heartlessness.
With each pa*sing moment, Finnegan’s countenance grew darker. Melinda and her allies were testing his patience and pushing him to his limits.
Before long, even Alexander was alerted to the commotion. He approached the scene and asked, “What’s happening?”
Recognizing him as the hospital’s director, Melinda and Qahira hurried to him to present their grievances. “Dr. Cooper, you need to dismiss this doctor immediately. He has no sense of medical ethics. One of his own family members is ill and hospitalized, while another is in a coma from an accident. Yet, he won’t lift a finger to help them.”
“If you won’t terminate him, then at least make sure he treats my son. If not, we’re prepared to report your hospital for refusing treatment.”
“That’s right! We’ll expose your hospital, and its reputation will plummet. You will be held responsible.”
Alexander instantly felt a headache forming. He instructed the security personnel to take Melinda and Qahira aside first.
Then, he approached Finnegan. “Mr. Larkin, can you explain what’s going on?”
Finnegan replied, “Let’s first disperse the crowd. Please clear the area and maintain the hospital’s order.”
Promptly. Alexander ordered the security personnel to disperse the crowd and shut the office door.
Melinda let out a contemptuous snort. “Dr. Cooper, don’t even think about protecting Finnegan. We will report both you and this hospital.”
“Melinda, mind your words.” Quiana attempted to defuse the situation. “Finny is a good young man. He
will treat Max.”
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Finnegan’s voice was as cold as ice.
Quiana reprimanded him. “Enough! Do you want to be forever branded as heartless?”
“Dr. Cooper!” Finnegan ignored Quiana and turned to Alexander with a grave expression. “A few days ago, I asked you to help find a compatible bone marrow for Max. You can forget about that now. We’ll follow the standard procedure. Let him wait until a match is found, and if no match can be found, then let him. die.”
A profound silence descended upon the room.
Even Alexander, who had witnessed Finnegan force Patrick to kneel, displayed a flicker of emotion. This level of ruthlessness was staggering.
“Finnegan, you’re a disgrace!” Melinda was the first to regain her voice. She launched into a vehement tirade. “If you don’t want to help, then so be it. Yet, you want the hospital to stop searching? Are you even human to stoop this low?”
Quiana stepped toward Finnegan, her voice laced with urgency as she grabbed his hand. “What are you thinking? Since you’ve already asked Dr. Cooper to arrange for the search, then let him continue!”
Finnegan withdrew his hand from Quiana’s grasp, stepping back. “Their family doesn’t deserve it.”
Then, he retrieved his phone and ignored Adrian and his wife, whom Alexander’s security guards were barely holding back. It was as if he were deaf to their curses.
He dialed Reynard’s number.
“Rey, please check my Uncle Raymond’s bank account for me. Then, transfer three million nine hundred and twenty thousand from it to my account! My sister’s car was totaled by their son, and he also embezzled two million from my father. Thanks in advance!”
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