Chapter 39 Don't Blame Me For Being Harsh

"What's wrong?" A strong sense of unease washed over Jenny. Her heartbeat quickened.

"Something's happened to that boy from this afternoon." Morgan was anxious. "After you left, his mother insisted on switching hospitals. We had no choice but to agree. We thought it was just a mild concussion, so it wouldn't matter if they went to another hospital. But then the emergency center received a call saying that there was a patient in a private hospital with massive head bleeding. We asked abou the patient and learned that it was the boy. His mother brought him to a private hospital for surgery!"

Jenny's expression shifted. She asked hurriedly, "Where is he?"

"He's still on the way here. The paramedics in the ambulance say it's really serious and that we must be prepared. I'm here to get you," Morgan said.

Jenny had no time to figure out what their underlying intention was. "Get the Blood Transfusion Unit to prepare blood bags and tell everyone to get ready," she ordered Morgan. "The moment he gets here, wheel him into the operating room."

Although she hadn't seen him yet, Jenny knew the situation was dire.

Insisting on getting surgery when he didn't need one was no different than murder.

She didn't know why that mother wanted to do this or how she managed to convince the doctors in that hospital that her son needed surgery. But if there was a lot of blood, it meant they had ruptured a major blood vessel. His life could be in danger.

Jenny was about to go to the emergency ward to wait for him, but Max called her. "Dr. Walter, you..." "Sorry, Mr. Pearson. I'm afraid I don't have the time to eat with you today. We'll do it next time. It'll be my treat." She had no choice. She couldn't leave at this time.

Max didn't say much else. He nodded. "It's okay. Do your thing. We have plenty of time."

Jenny got up to leave. Max was left behind with a bouquet of roses, looking a little pitiful. It was the first time he realized how hard it was to be a doctor. He didn't know she was this busy. To think that in a frail body like Jenny's, resided such a large amount of energy. It was like she never got tired.

At this moment, no matter the reason he wanted to pursue her, he admired this woman.

The sound of the ambulance wailed into the hospital. Jenny and her team had been waiting. When the doors opened, she went to check on the patient, but someone grabbed her.

"It's all because of a cruel doctor like you! If you hadn't refused to operate on my son, nothing would have happened to him." The woman sobbed and clutched at Jenny, as if afraid that she would run. "If anything bad happens to him, I will never let you go."

As she spoke, a few taxis stopped at the hospital entrance. The passengers were all her relatives. They surrounded Jenny.

"Is something the matter with you? Your son didn't need surgery. You were the one who insisted on taking him to a private hospital. Now that something has happened, you're blaming Dr. Walter instead of reflecting on your actions!" Morgan resisted asking the woman if something was wrong with her brain.

"I don't care. My son is in danger because of you. You must take responsibility for this." The woman was convinced that Jenny was the villain. She wouldn't let her go.

Jenny felt that she had controlled her temper well throughout these years. She didn't get worked up easily. But today, she couldn't control it anymore. Her slender fingers wrapped around the woman's wrist. With some force, she took the woman's hand off her.

"Ow! Ow!" the woman cried out. "It hurts! Let me go!"

"I understand your worry since this is your son. But if you stop me from checking on my patient, don't blame me for being harsh."

Her voice was chilling. The woman shivered, suddenly realizing that Jenny was terrifying.

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