Chapter 162 You Can Never Beat a Businessman.


    James didn’t pay attention to Rnd and looked at Ang for a second before the doctor and the


    nurses took her out of the ward and soon disappeared in his sight.


    "Don’t be offended. But I heard that you refused Ang some days ago. Why did you just..."


    Rnd did not finish his words but he had expressed clearly by bending down to pick up the split gown


    on the floor.


    James took over the pieces of clothes from Rnd. He was not gonna exin. Instead, he took two


    steps to the left to avoid Rnd and went out of the ward.


    But Rnd followed him and stood in his way.


    "Excuse me, Dr. Rnd."


    James said politely, but his eyes were filled with anger.


    "I could. But I won’t."


    "I have no idea what you will do at the emergency room considering what you have done to Ang."


    snickered Rnd with his shallow dimples.


    James nced at him with a cold look.


    "You''d better listen to me if you want me to cure Ang’s leg, Mr. James." said Rnd, pointing to the


    chair,


    "Stay here. After all, you are of no help in the emergency room. You are more of a hindrance than of a


    help."


    James swallowed and looked at the direction where Ang had left. He stretched his fingers and


    decided to stay in the ward.


    He didn''t sit down but looked at Rnd and said,


    "It seems that Ang means more than a patient to you Dr. Rnd."


    "Well, don’t doubt it."


    Rnd’s dimples were deep when he became serious, ''''After all, Auntie Susan asked me to take good


    care of Ang, especially when Mr. James was around.


    If anything happens to Ang, Auntie Susan will not let me get away with it."


    "That’s it?" James doubted it.


    Rnd retorted raising his eyebrows,


    “What else could it be?"


    The atmosphere was depressed in the ward.


    James moved his eyes from Rnd and walked out of the ward with the torn hospital gown in his hand.


    Rnd frowned and stopped James again with a serious tone,


    "Mr. James, don’t you worry that I may not continue to cure Ang’s leg if you don’t listen to me and


    insist on going out?"


    James nced at him indifferently. Then he frowned and got hold of Rnd’s shoulder, and threw


    Rnd onto the floor.


    Rnd slowly rose from the floor and sat there rubbing his aching body. Then he snickered,"It seems


    that you don’t care that much about Ang''s leg, Mr. James."


    "Auntie Susan will not let you get away with it, if you don''t cure Ang''s leg."


    James reached out to help him stand up from the floor.


    Rnd patted on his painful butt and forced a smile. "In terms of plotting, a doctor can never beat a


    businessman." said Rnd. The conversation kind of eased the situation.


    He looked at James and continued,


    "But if you really want to do Ang some good, you’d better not go. It won’t do her any good if she gets


    too emotional."


    “Thanks.”


    James said concisely without looking at Rnd and walked out of the ward carrying the torn hospital


    gown in his hand.


    Looking at James’ back, Rnd rubbed his shoulder that hurt from the fall and sighed. He finally


    decided to follow him at the thought of what Auntie Susan had told him again and again.


    There were seats outside the emergency room, so Rnd sat down when he arrived. But James kept


    standing uptight, his eyes gloomy. He looked kind of miserable pondering on something.


    Flop! Pop! Flop! Pop!


    Suddenly came the bumping sound of footsteps, which was kind of weird.


    James kept staring at the door of the emergency room without moving, while Rnd turned around to


    find a handsome young man who kind of resembled Ang hopping with his one foot in a slipper


    towards the emergency room. He was also dressed in a hospital gown with one of his shoulders and


    hands stered.


    And behind him was a woman running after him, shouting, "Greyson, can’t you just slow down? Don’t


    you care about your own leg?"


    "Hurry up! Just now the nurse said Ang was sent to the emergency room again because she was


    irritated by some baster. Fuck!"


    Greyson hopped so fast that he fell onto the ground with the crutches under his armpits.


    James turned around when he heard the noise. He came up to Greyson, frowning and reached out to


    help him.


    "Bah!" Greyson rejected James’ help with disdain and looked away from him, shouting to Luna behind


    him, “You can’t even run as fast as a cripple!"


    Luna ran up and said to James without too much respect,


    "Don''t bother, Mr. James! Thanks."


    She tried to help Greyson to stand up but failed, and then she shouted,


    "You should go on a diet after you are discharged from the hospital!"


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    "If anything happens to Ang, I should just die here in the hospital. Why bother to go on a diet?"


    Greyson said staring at James with a hatred look.


    Luna looked gloomy without saying anything and continued to help Greyson up from the floor with


    difficulty.


    James swallowed and didn’t insist. Instead, he turned back to the emergency room and stared at the


    door.


    "Greyson, you’d better go back and rest, considering that you are seriously injured."


    Rnd came up to help them. Finally Greyson got to stand up without being hurt.


    "Thank you, Doctor." said Luna.


    As a doctor, what Rnd disliked the most was people who didn’t care about their own health, so he


    really didn’t want to talk to Greyson and his wife Luna, "Not at all. I''m just worried that if anything goes


    wrong with Greyson, it will cause troubles to his attending physician."


    Greyson was too worried about Ang that he had no time to fight. Otherwise, he would definitely pick


    on Rnd as always.


    He hopped up to James with difficulty and stared at him, and suddenly, Greyson knelt down in front of


    James with his back straight, "James, I’ve never begged anyone in my life, but I''m begging you now.


    Please let go of Ang!"


    James kind of frowned and bent down to hold Greyson on his arms that was not injured.


    He could have easily lifted Greyson up as usual. But James didn’t dare to lift him with force considering


    his hand was stered. They were it a stalemate as Greyson knelt down with determination.


    Greyson knelt on the ground with helpless expression, "Like everyone else says, I''m just a fucking


    good-for-nothing who can do nothing but muck around. I have no idea what you smart people are


    thinking about!"


    "But everyone only gets to live once in this world. And James, don’t you know how many times Ang


    had almost died just because of you?


    Even if she had done anything wrong to upset you, shouldn’t it be called even now. Huh?"