The poor Billionaire novel (Ethan) novel Chapter 85
"Who knows? He's not an ordinary person, so he might be a top gun in the medical field. We would find out when he arrives. For now, you need to stop asking questions and clean up! Ugh! I hate this kind of people that visit without early notice. It's like they take delight in mounting unnecessary pressure on people below them. We have to prepare hurriedly every time!" Victor complained as he glanced at his colleague.
"You are right!" Cowan echoed readily.
Meanwhile, the busyness of the entire hospital didn't get to Caylee's ward at all.
Cara had done all the chores, so she was chatting idly with the others while they waited for the cure.
A rumble suddenly came from the sky at twenty minutes past ten.
A small airplane soon appeared above the building of the hospital.
Horace stared at the airplane through the window for a while.
"Laila, follow me to welcome my family's medical team," he whispered to his girlfriend, who was standing beside him.
"Okay!" Laila nodded obediently.
The lovebirds held hands and left the ward. At the sight of this, Cara sighed helplessly. 'Horace's future wife would be so lucky. He even has a private jet. I have always imagined traveling in one. How I wish I could do so with his!'
In order to take good care of Caylee, Cara had taken a long leave from work. She was still in the hospital, but the leave meant that she wouldn't have to attend to other patients.
While all the other employees busied themselves with preparing for the big shot's arrival, Cara was lost in various fantasies and conjectures. The director selected many staff members and took them to the hospital's plane tarmac to welcome the visitor.
Some nurses were part of those selected. Two young ones whispered to each other.
"Susie, do you know what kind of big shot has come to our hospital? How come eighty percent of the staff were deployed just to welcome him?"
"I have no idea. It's said that he's from Antawood. Judging from the way the director is so intent on pleasing him, he must be filthy rich. I just hope he's a young man. He might take a fancy to any of us and change our lives!"
"Susie, you are too picky. Beggars can't be choosers. As long as the big shot is a man, you can still seduce him. Age is just a number, anyway!"
"I don't even give a damn about the visitor's gender. I'm ready to become a lesbian if it turns out to be a woman. The most important thing is for the big shot to take a fancy to me. Working as a nurse is so tiring. We are underpaid for the amount of labor we put in round the clock. Once I begin to date that top gun, I would resign immediately."
Just as the two nurses were deep in their gossip, two people swiftly passed by them and walked straight ahead.
"Are my eyes deceiving me? What are those two outsiders doing here?" Susie Patel was stunned. A frown appeared on her face as she stared at the two receding figures. "From the clothes they have on, it seems they are the family members of a patient. What gave them the audacity to come here at this crucial time? Do they want to make trouble?" she murmured to herself in confusion.
"What the hell! Where did these two beggars come from? You'd better get out of here now!" A disgusted voice suddenly rang out.
The two hasty people were none other than Horace and Laila.
The angry voice belonged to one of the doctors dressed in white, who was standing in the front row.
His shout drew the attention of all the hospital staff present to Horace and Laila.
'Oh my! It's him!' Cathy covered her mouth in surprise when she saw Horace's face clearly. 'What brings Mr. Warren to this place at this time?' she pondered.
A second later, she noticed that he was holding hands with Laila. 'Alas! He got a girlfriend so soon. I thought he didn't have time for dating. It seems he's no different from the other trust-fund babies!' she thought, slightly upset.
"Doctor, are you talking to me?" Horace asked while pointing at himself.
"Who else could it be? Look around. Do you see any other beggar here?" the doctor questioned disdainfully and adjusted his white coat proudly. After eyeing Horace from head to toe, he shouted, "Where are the security guards? Why can't they do their jobs properly? How come these beggars managed to sneak into such an important place?"
When Horace heard this statement, he clenched his fist, glared at him, and fired back. "Doctors are supposed to be kind-hearted angels who save lives and heal the wounded. It's a profession that demands that you also treat everyone fairly, right? Rudeness isn't part of a doctor's good qualities. You have just proven that you are not worthy to be a doctor!"
After running his fingers through his hair, Horace continued, "For your information, I'm not a beggar. Even if I was, you have no right to kick me out of here!"
"What did you just say? Why can't I kick you out? I am a doctor in this hospital. You are just a mere outsider. You'd better know your place and watch how you speak to me! Security! Security! Where the hell are those bastards? Why are they yet to get here? This piece of insignificance needs to be thrown out of here!"
The doctor was so full of himself. He felt that Horace wasn't worthy enough, so he didn't take him seriously.
All of a sudden, Cowan's amused voice rang out. "Dr. Bowman, I know this young man. He's the son of a patient who has rectal cancer. I was supposed to operate on her today, so I went to examine her this morning. He opted out of the surgery because he couldn't afford to pay the expensive medical bills and he was so rude about it. Now, I guess he wants to badmouth us to our distinguished guest!"
"Oh, I see. You are here to make trouble!" The assistant director of the hospital, Javier Bowman sneered at Horace. His eyes turned cold and he ordered, "Kick him out!"
A group of security guards immediately rushed to Horace's side after hearing this command.
They were about to grab him, but a disapproving voice suddenly came from behind. It was Cathy's. "Dr. Bowman, please it's inadvisable to take action rationally. I think you should ask him why he's here instead of jumping to a conclusion!"
Cathy was one of the few people that knew about Horace's true identity. She was currently interning in this hospital and hoped she could get a permanent job here after the end of her internship. She didn't want the hospital to be closed down because Javier offended Horace.
Javier's face instantly darkened after he heard someone speak in Horace's defense. He turned to look for the source of the voice. When he saw that it was Cathy, he furrowed his brow. "Oh, it's you. Cathy, did you hear what Dr. Mitchell just said? Anyway, you have only worked here for a few months. I would pardon you this time. But I want you to keep in mind that life isn't fair to anyone. You must behave like a professional. Don't act nice to such unruly people when you need to nip them in the bud. I have seen many people like him over the years. They would try all kinds of techniques just to blackmail doctors and the management in order to receive free treatment. Be wary of such people!"
Javier had to suppress his anger because he knew the family Cathy came from. He took the route of advising her instead of scolding her. If it were another person, he would have shouted and even made sure they were suspended.
Cathy sighed seeing that Javier was adamant. Although she didn't know why Horace was here, she wouldn't put it past him that he was here for a tangible reason since he had a noble identity.
One of the security guards suddenly said to Horace, "Young man, will you leave on your own accord, or do you want us to throw you out?"
"Cut the crap! Why are you giving him options? Seize them and take them away immediately! A medical expert from the Warren family of Antawood is coming soon!" Javier scolded and commanded the security guards.
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