George couldn't hold his tongue any longer. "All that fuss earlier, and I didn't see you guys this worried about my perfectly fine leg."
"We are so sorry, Mr. Quinn. That was entirely our fault. Rest assured, we will do everything to make it up to you."
The young nurse apologized with pursed lips. Knowing it wasn't her fault, George swallowed his remaining complaints and stayed quiet.
Lillian came over, speaking gently. "I can take it from here. You can get back to your duties."
The nurse shook her head. "I can't. Dr. Hamilton explicitly ordered us to prioritize this room and provide constant accompaniment. A professional caregiver will be here shortly..."
"Hold on a second, miss," George interrupted her. "I didn't ask for a caregiver."
Although it was a car accident, the other driver hadn't been going fast, and his injuries were minor. Hiring a caregiver felt like a massive waste of money.
The nurse nodded, explaining patiently. "Your family arranged it for you."
George glanced at Lillian, utterly baffled. "Did you tell Sienna?"
Lillian shook her head. "I thought you did."
They both turned to look at the nurse simultaneously. "Which family member?"
From top to bottom, every medical staff member assigned to this ward had been warned in advance: the patient inside was a close relative of Mr. Vaughn from the Vaughn Group, and under no circumstances were they to be slighted.
The nurse smiled. "It was Mr. Vaughn from the Vaughn Group."
George froze. "Jorrod... Vaughn?"
The nurse nodded affirmatively.
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Dr. Gregory Hamilton personally delivered the news to Jorrod, his posture groveling and his tone filled with utmost sincerity.
He outlined the hospital's handling of the situation.
Those who deserved demotions were demoted; those who deserved termination were fired. Dr. Hamilton repeatedly guaranteed that such an incident would never happen to the elderly man again.


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