Chapter 18 You Need a Man, Miss
The young doctor’s seat was in the first–ss cabin, which was not far from the economy seats. He was one of the first who heard the announcement, but he did not take immediate action as an egoist. After all, saving someone was an unpaid job that entailed risks.
When the cabin door was opened, he saw a prettydy <b>in </b><b>a </b>suit wearing a Vacheron Constantin that cost over ten thousand dors. It was not until then that he followed William to the cabin to volunteer himself to save the old man. If it was not for the calcted benefit in his head, the young neurosurgeon would not have shown up. Even if he failed to treat the old man, he could at least leave a good impression on the prettydy
Yet. William’s words perturbed the young man. Ihat did this nobody just say?
He sized William up. “Dude, <b>stay </b>out of this if you don’t know anything. No one knows what’s going on in his brain. We need the machines for diagnosis. How could you <b>make </b>that statement so groundlessly?”
The nervous prettydy looked at William, waiting for his answer. “Actions speak louder than words. I have a way to make him regain consciousness. That way, he will have more time to receive treatment in the hospital” He promised.
The young man sneered. “Are you sure about <b>that</b>? Are you a medical student? Or a doctor?”
“I’m an itinerant doctor.”
“Itinerant doctor?” The young doctor scoffed and gazed at her. “Miss, itinerant doctors <b>are </b>no different from fraudsters. Don’t buy it. The moment you leave the patient to his hands, it’ll be toote to regret your
decision
A youngster beside thedy was furious as he yelled at William, “Scram, you fraudster!”
William’s brows knitted. “Fraudster? I heard that someone has a seizure, so I’m here to check on him. His condition is bad, and he won’t be able to survive for more than five minutes.”
“Nonsense!” roared the youngster, grabbing William by the cor.
William, who did not <b>wish </b>to get <b>into </b>a fight, retreated out of the cabin. “Just a heads–up, he will froth in two minutes. Three minutester, <b>his </b>limbs will turn blue, and he will have incontinence. Frustrated; he then returned to <b>his </b>seat without looking back. He headed over to check on the patient out of kindness and yet, they used him <b>as </b>a fraudster. It was difficult to be nice these days.
Once he left, the young doctor snorted, “Fraudsters like him are detestable. Had I not seen through his intentions, we would’ve been in big trouble.”
“Thank you. Could <b>you </b>perhaps ease my grandfather’s condition? The prettydy did not give u up.
He sighed regretfully. “If we’re in a hospital, there might be a way, but we have nothing here. I’m sorry!”
As soon as he finished his words, the old man trembled and frothed with gritted teeth. It was an appalling sight to watch.
<b>She </b>shrieked, “Grandpa<b>! </b><b>What’s </b>wrong?!”
The youngster’s face fell/What should we do? He is frothing for real! It’s all because of <b>that </b>b*stard. Damn
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“Wait! The <bdy </b>suddenly regained herposure as she observed the old man. “I’ming with you, We have to ask him to check on <b>Grandpa</b><b>.</b>”
“What? That guy?” He was reluctant. He’s just a <b>fraud</b>”
“Zip it!” She red at him. “If he was ordinary, he wouldn’t be able to point things out that urately. Let’s go and apologize to him.”
Is he skillful in medicine? the youngster wondered. He grew up respecting his sister, hence the meek concession. As a result, they went to look for William together.
In the meantime, the young doctor’s expression seemed unwell. He got it <i>right</i>! Is he someone in <i>the </i>same <i>field</i>? No way. How can an itinerant doctor point that out when I can’t?
Not long after William took his seat, a crew member led thedy and her brother to him. The second–ss cabin was cramped, so they bowed deeply to William in the corridor.
“We’re sorry for the misunderstanding, sir.” The prettydy stood in front of the youngster.
William’s gaze did not avert from the magazine. “It’s alright. I’m just a fraudster who knows nothing about
medicine<b>.</b><b>”</b>
if you do so.
“Sir, I know we’re wrong, but please save our grandfather. I, Genevieve Welby, will be grateful if Please. She was on the verge of tears with those pleading eyes.
He could not stand it when ady cried<b>, </b>let alone a prettydy. Thus, he sighed in defeat. “Lead the way.”
She broke into a smile and quickly led him to the cabin. By the time they returned, the old man’s limbs had <b>turned </b>blue like what William had stated.
Naturally, it did not faze William one bit. He nced at the patient and took <b>out </b>a golden needle to insert it into where the tumor was along the suture.
Increased intracranial pressure urred due to the tumor, resulting in a hematoma. The needle pricked right at the hematoma, and after a twist of the needle, he removed it, blood oozing out of the pinprick.
Fully prepared for it, William caught the blood with a cup, and the hematoma dissipated just like that. The intracranial pressure decreased, so the nerves around the tumor were now free from pressure.
“Ack!” The old man heaved a long sigh and blinked his eyes several times, slowly regaining hisposure. “What happened?”
“Grandpa!” Genevieve helped him up.
The young doctor gaped at the scene. How did he do that? <i>He </i>saved him with just one pinprick!
The youngster took a change in <b>his </b>attitude as he bowed deeply to William. I am <b>so </b>sorry, sir! I didn’t know you were a doctor. Please forgive <b>me</b>.”
Ignoring him, William advised Genevieve, I managed to stall some time for your grandfather. Once you arrived at Archalon, take him to the hospital immediately.”
She thanked him again. “What’s wrong with him?”
“Brain tumor. It’s quite deep, so <b>there’s </b>a high risk furgery. He leveled with her.
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“<b>Brain </b>Tumor? How did you know that?” The young doctor chimed in.
William did not respond to him while the youngster was riled up. “Get <b>out </b>of here! If it wasn’t for you, we wouldn’t have dragged so much time!”
The young doctor left with a grim expression.
The old man held William’s hands. “Thank you, youngd. You saved my life.”
“No sweat. Get some rest. I should get going.”
“Sir, may I have your number?” Genevieve stopped him in anticipation.
William gave it a thought before leaving his name and contact number. Before he could leave, she suggested. “Mr. Barrett, we rented the whole cabin, so why not stay here with us? It’s morefortable.”
He dly epted the offer and took an empty seat. After settling the old man down, she approached William with a smile. “Where are you going, Mr. Barrett?”
“To Archalon to see a patient.”
<b>Genevieve</b>, who perceived him as a genius doctor, seized her chance to learn from him. “Mr. Barrett, I’m losing sleep and am short–temperedtely. My period became irregr too. Could you check what’s wrong with me?”
He nodded. “Sure. Give me your hand. He felt the pulse on her wrist to check on her condition without scanning her body. A whileter, he said, “No big issue. Just get some more rest.”
“Are <b>you </b>sure?” She was worried. “Why do I keep losing sleep and have mood swings?”
He pondered. “Easy. You’re single, right?”
She blushed. “Yeah.”
“Then, get a man. You’ll be able to return to your prime after that.”
Theck of sexual life caused an endocrine disorder in her, so it was not a big deal.
Her face was burning as she let out a dry cough. “Thank you, Mr. Barrett.”
Only then did he have the leisure to observe the pretty woman in front of him. Her pencil skirt stretched to her knees, revealing her slender legs in light blue socks. Without the coat on her, the white shirt outlined her <b>voluptuous </b>body underneath. Based on her <b>fashion </b>taste, it seemed like she was a conservative one.
Throughout the conversation, William learned that the youngster was Victor Ford <b>and </b>that her grandfather was named Ezekiel Ford. She <b>lost </b>her parents at a very young age, so she grew up with Ezekiel. Other <b>than </b>the three of them in the cabin, there were a few subordinates in ck <b>suits</b>. The solemn air around them made them appear to be bodyguards.
Genevieve was not an ordinary person; she was either rich or born rich. William looked up Ezekiel’s name on the Inte, only to realize that he was the president of Wally Group, the millionairepany in Archalon. Meanwhile, her identity was close to that too. Not only was she the director of Wally Group, but she <b>was </b><b>also </b>the president of its subsidiary, Oceania Media, making her a prominent young entrepreneur in the country.
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She did not bother William any longer after that, so he spent the rest of the journey by meditation.
The train finally <b>arrived </b>at Archalon, which was thest stop. He intended to take his leave first, but Genevieve insisted to give him a ride by asking a driver to take him to his destination. He did not mind the free ride since he was going to hail a cab anyway. In the end, he headed to Wyvern Hotel in a Mercedes–Benz S–ss,
He revealed his name to the receptionist, who escorted him to a meeting room on the third floor, where a chubby man in his early fifties was waiting for him. In addition to his bald head, the bright smile on his face radiated brilliance as he rose to his feet. “We finally met, Mr. Barrett.”
William nodded. “Sorry to keep you waiting
“Don’t be. I came not long ago.” Svenson asked him to take a seat.
“Where is the patient?”
“My precious daughter is reluctant toe. She’s all tied up at work.” Svenson smiled.
“Tell me more about her condition.”
“She’s been disliking boys since she was fifteen. No matte
how handsome the guys <b>are</b><b>, </b>she takes no interest in them. Plus, she vomits whenever shees in physical contact with the opposite sex. Many doctors are at their wits‘ ends. One of my old friends told me about recovering from his old disease and mentioned your name. So, I asked him a favor to arrange a meeting between us,” recounted Svenson.
Something came to William’s mind. Vomiting whenever <i>she </ies <i>in </i>physical contact with a <i>guy</i><i>? </i>There’s <i>only </i>one illness <i>I </i>can think of. I wonder <i>if </i>it’s that.
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