Chapter 239
Chapter 239
Magnolia fixed her gaze on Chwendolyns, waiting for her answer
Under the scrutiny of all those around, forcing Owendolyn like this fell downright shameful. But the thought of Claude’s grim prognosis from the doctor steeled her resolve
However, for some reason, her heart felt hemy.
A twinge of pain.
“Dr. Quigley, are you really going to refuse a patient?” Magnolia asked, her voice steady as icr
Gwendolyn remained silent, her palms slick with cold sweat
Duty to her mentor or her responsibility as a doctor? An unsolvable dilemma.
Magnolia pressed on, Dr. Quigley, you’re a doctor. You know that life is the most sacred thing. If news of this ever leaks, how will you face your conscience given your position?”
Magnolia was banking on the fact that the public wasn’t aware of the feud between Enoch and Silas, hoping to comer Gwendolyn with public opinion, forcing her to swallow a bitter pill in silence.
Gwendolyn felt as though a boulder weighed on her chest as she looked toward Claude, who lay with eyes tightly shut on the hospital bed, the buzzing of onlookers filling her ears.
She had comered herself.
Suddenly, the modest machinery by the bed blared an alarm, Claude’s complexion turning a ghastly shade of blue, his breathing weakening
The Lopez family’s bodyguard panicked, “Ms. Lopez, his heart is stopping. We need to act fast”
Magnolia’s fingers tingled numbly, but she was even more composed. She was ready to gamble.
“Dr. Quigley, unless you agree to treat him, I’m not sending him to the emergency room. His late today hinges entirely on your answer. She was counting on Gwendolyn’s concem for her reputation, her inherent sense of decency, and her oath as a doctor.
The stakes were Claude’s very life.
Gwendolyn felt a lump in her throat, her eyes brimming with tears as she choked out, “1 agree”
Hearing her answer, Magnolia slumped against the wall, crying out, “Get him to emergency, now”
She had won the bet. Yet, the victory didn’t bring the satisfaction she had anticipated. A dark cloud hung over her as if something beyond her control was slipping away.
Gwendolyn approached her and said softly, “Once he’s out of danger, I’ll do what I can. But prepare yourselves, and his condition is grave
Magnolia, summoning strength, replied, “Of course. We have no illusions. We just don’t want to live with regret. Even if Claude dies, at least they’ll have closure knowing you did your part”
Gwendolyn looked at her earnestly. “To be part of your family must be a blessing.”
Yet to outsiders, it could seem quite cruel.
Gwendolyn turned and walked out of the hospital, not even bothering to change out of her white coat.
A bitter taste welled up in Magnolia’s mouth, drowning her heart
She clasped her chest, the pain sharp and sudden.
Around the comer, Selina watched the drama unfold with a satisfied smirk playing on her lips, her eyes gleaming with contentment. That day, she had overheard her parents discussing the feud between Enoch and Silas. They had agreed to a truce, each staying out of the other’s territory when it came to patients.
Otherwise, it would be the end of them.
Now that Gwendolyn had agreed to save Claude, she would have to face the consequences.
If Gwendolyn had refused, Selina would have unleashed a tidal wave of social media backlash, ensuring she lost her job and smeared the reputation of her profession.
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“Selina “Sanford approached with a grim expression, startling Selina.
“Sanford,” she managed, conjuring a flustered smile.
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“Come to my office.”
Sanford’s demeanor was frosty and Selina followed him hesitantly, her mind racing with thoughts.
As the office door closed, the tension thickened
“Was this your idea?” Sanford demanded
Selina put on her most pitiful face, “Yes, it was me. I was worried about Claude Grandma’s health is failing, and nobody wants to lose
him.”
“We have already approached Dr. Quigley. She refused outright. By doing this, what position have you put her in? And what about the onder of our hospital?”