"You're a fucking loser. Who can you call? Loser knows either the poor or useless people. You can call them at will. Let me see who you can call."
Murray was full of disdain upon hearing Maximilian's words. According to common sense, losers would never know bigwig.
"Hello, President Jackson? I'm Maximilian." Maximilian said lightly.
"Hello, Young Lord. I'm Jackson. What can I do for you? If it's a problem of treatment, you can rest assured that the experts have consulted and the diagnosis and treatment plan has been formulated." Jackson bowed and spoke very respectfully.
Jackson knew all about Maximilian's identity and background. He was the boss of the hospital investors. According to his seniority, he was a character of grandfather level!
"There are some conflicts between Director Murray and me. Come here. It's at the door of Sissi's ward." Maximilian raised his eyebrows and looked at Murray with a bloody nose.
"Murray! Just a moment, Young Lord. I'll be there soon!" Jackson roared.
"Well, I’ll hang up."
While watching Maximilian hang up the phone, Murray leaned against the wall, covered his stomach with his hands, and laughed.
"That is so hilarious. You even call President Jackson. You're acting like that."
"You'll see if it's true soon." Maximilian said with a smile.
"Wait for a shit, you think it's OK to pretend like this, isn't it? It's really naive. You've been given a chance to correct your mistake, but you can't grasp it. It's useless to even call your grandfather later! Your family will die today! " Murray's face was ferocious!
A rush of footsteps came, and a group of security guards rushed over.
Chief Tony trotted to Murray. While looking at Murray's swollen face and nose and his clothes were covered with blood, he suddenly gasped.
"My God! Director Murray, your injury is serious. Why don't you go to the emergency department first?" Chief Tony flattered while saying.
"No, do you want to let the emergency department see my joke, right? Catch the loser’s family first, and I'll settle with them!"
Seeing the arrival of the security guard, Murray had a lot of confidence, and his tone of speech was much harder.
"Yes, yes." Chief Tony turned to look at Maximilian, sized Maximilian's clothes up, then said with a sneer, "Dude, you even dare to beat Director Murray. You have a lot of guts. Come to make amends to Director Murray, or you will be sent to the relevant department for the crime of provoking trouble in the hospital."
"No need for him to make amends. Just catch them. I'll teach them a lesson myself." Murray said coldly.
"Who are you going to teach a lesson?" Suddenly, Jackson's voice came from behind the crowd.
While hearing Jackson's voice, both Murray and Chief Tony were excited. Unexpectedly, the President of the hospital arrived.
Chief Tony gave a sign to the security guards. The security guards immediately gave the way. Chief Tony bowed to Mr. Jackson.
"President Jackson, I was called here by Director Murray. Director Murray was beaten miserably. So President, do you think we should control the mobs and send them to the relevant departments?"
With the appearance of Jackson, the security chief immediately changed his attitude and reported the situation to Jackson at the first time.
Murray squinted at Maximilian, and saw that Maximilian was calm, which made Murray mutter in his heart. Was President Jackson really called by this poor guy?
Lily-Mae stood beside Murray and said in a low voice, "Brother, how can this happen?"
The captain said in a loud voice.
Lily-Mae was flustered when she heard that they had to check the surveillance and sent trouble makers to the relevant departments. What she said just now was a fabricated story. If they really checked the surveillance, they would find what she said was a lie.
What was more, Lily-Mae was a person who cared about her face and reputation. If she really was sent in and locked up for three or five months, she would feel humiliated.
Lily-Mae looked at Murray for help, but Murray was also a little flustered. He quickly pulled out Chief Tony and said with a smiling face, "President Jackson, it's not necessary to bring up the surveillance tape. For such a small matter, there's no need to check the monitoring."
"Ah, it seems that you have come to understand it. It's OK not to check the monitoring, but you should apologize to Mr. Maximilian's family. As long as Mr. Maximilian agrees not to pursue this matter anymore, it will be over."
Hearing Jackson's words, Murray's eyes flickered and asked in a low voice, "President Jackson, do you know that loser?"
"If he is a loser, you are the grandson of the loser. No, to say you are the grandson of a loser is to praise you. You are not even qualified to be a great grandson." Jackson said with a cold face.
Murray felt a little dizzy, and couldn't figure out Jackson's metaphor.
How came he was not qualified to be the loser's great grandson? He was Murray, the director of the Department. He was making millions of dollars every year. Many medical representatives treated him as a grandfather!
"Don't you apologize? If you don’t apologize to Mr. Maximilian, it will be necessary to check the monitoring."
President Jackson put more pressure on him.
Murray bit his teeth hard, turned his head and glared at Maximilian, bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry."
"Your attitude is not sincere enough." Maximilian said in a cold voice.
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