Chapter 118: Chapter 118

Mia Townsend watched his departing figure and said to Robert Langley, "James is still a true gentleman when it comes to men and women."

Robert Langley teased, "All men are actually the same. There’s no real gentleman, it’s just a matter of who they’re dealing with."

"It seems that men really understand men."

Chloe White’s mother, after all, had no influence and couldn’t make a fuss.

She also understood that Chloe White just happened to die in the hospital, having little to do with the First People’s Hospital. So, when the hospital offered her three hundred thousand for its reputation, she accepted it.

Though it was quite different from the five million slogan they shouted, it was not a small sum either.

Afterward, she would hold Chloe White’s baby’s father accountable and the small clinic accountable.

Perhaps realizing she couldn’t fight against the child’s father, the wealthy second-generation Lin family, she reported to the police.

After mediation, the small clinic closed and compensated White’s mother with nine hundred thousand yuan; the Lin family also offered fifty thousand.

The matter was settled this way.

A life was lost, exchanged for one hundred seventy thousand.

Though she received quite a bit of money, Chloe White’s mother was immersed in the pain of losing her beloved daughter, unable to extricate herself, filled with regret. Chloe White was her only daughter. The day Chloe conceived was the day the wealthy second-generation Lin called and promised her a house. As a mother, she had urged her daughter to meet Lin and reconcile.

If she hadn’t made Chloe reunite with the wealthy second-generation, perhaps the tragedy wouldn’t have occurred.

But now, there wasn’t any remedy.

Because the person was already dead.

As for what kind of life White’s mother would lead with this money, no one cared.

"Dr. Eaton, tonight Dr. Ping was supposed to be on night duty, but he took leave today and said he couldn’t come tonight. I know this is quite against the requirements; you’ve already worked all day, and having you on duty again is really unfair, but you know our neurosurgery night duty is on a rotating office basis, and others have already taken turns..."

Before the director could finish speaking, Lucy Eaton agreed, "I’ll take the night shift tonight."

After the director left, Lucy Eaton returned to have dinner.

Regarding the night shift, Jacob Green was quite displeased, "You’ve already worked all day, and now you have to stay at the hospital overnight. Isn’t it exhausting?"

"I don’t have to do surgeries at night; after ten, there will be very few patients. It’s fine, every other doctor has taken night duty; I haven’t done it even once, I’ve been enjoying the privilege you brought me." Lucy Eaton held his face and kissed him on the lips, "I won’t drive there; I’ll be very tired tomorrow morning and driving isn’t safe. Let Ah Feng pick me up."

"Then I’ll have the kitchen make something for you to take, eat when you’re hungry through the night."

Lucy Eaton smiled sweetly, "My husband just loves me."

Jacob Green was indeed Jacob Green, having the kitchen prepare food, ended up preparing three large lunch boxes plus two big bottles of milk.

Seeing this lineup, she held her forehead, "Are you planning to stuff me to death?"

"Can’t possibly stuff you to death; it’s not all main courses."

"I won’t take the milk; I drink green tea to refresh myself."

To not let his kind intentions go to waste, she took all three boxes away.

At the hospital, she opened them one by one to see what was inside.

One box had three layers.

The first box contained various flavored pastries, fruits of different colors, and snacks.

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The third box was full of skewers without bamboo sticks.

Lucy Eaton felt deeply that after these three boxes were in her belly, she’d gain at least two pounds.

But it looked so appetizing.

Having just had dinner, she closed the box lids again.

Around eight or nine o’clock, there were quite a number of patients; after ten, fewer and fewer people showed up, and by midnight, there was barely anyone.

She could take a good rest now.

Just as she finished her egg pancake, the office door was suddenly pushed open; a nurse rushed in, panic-stricken, shouting, "Dr. Eaton, something terrible has happened!"

"What happened?" Lucy Eaton inquired.

"A gang of social ruffians brought machetes... in a... commotion, slashing and smashing the hospital’s front desk..." The nurse’s face was pale as she stammered.

Lucy Eaton stood up abruptly, her pupils constricting, "What?!"

"Dr. Wang from the dental department says... several have already died... told us to hide first; the police are on the way."

"What about the hospital security personnel?"

"That cowardly bunch isn’t trained fighters. Normally, it’s fine, but now they dare not step in, all waiting for the police to arrive..."

"I’ll go check it out."

The nurse grabbed her, "Dr. Eaton, please don’t go; it’s too dangerous out there."

"Several people have died; surely many are injured. At this moment, probably no one is attending to those who got chopped. If the injuries are severe, more might die. You stay here." Before the nurse could stop her, she decisively went out the door.

There were only eight assailants as she knew, while the hospital security had at least twenty men, who usually donned uniforms with great swagger, yet at this crucial moment dared not confront these troublemakers, not even a shadow of a security guard was seen here.

The situation was more gruesome than the nurse described.

At this moment, four people lay scattered on the ground at the clinic’s front desk, bloodstained, the stench detectable from afar.

Unmistakably, they were all hospital staff, three nurses and one on-duty doctor.

A dozen people were kneeling on the ground, half of whom were injured, not looking lightly, each scared out of their wits, wanting to leave but afraid to move.

Among these people, besides one shivering gynecology Dr. Li, the rest were patients and their families.

"Do you want to lie on the ground like these four?" The slightly chubby man crouched, clutching Dr. Li’s hair tightly with his right hand, "Tell me, do you?"

Dr. Li shook her head, struggling to utter two words, "I don’t."

"You don’t want to? I somehow feel you truly do." The man sneered, "Secretly, you often mock patients, don’t you?"

"Really... never." Dr. Li looked terrified, pleading with him, "Please spare me."

"Spare you? Impossible." The man stood intending to stab Dr. Li’s heart, but Lucy Eaton appeared suddenly from the corner, halting the man’s move.

Dr. Li, seeing her approaching, tearfully shook her head to tell her not to court death.

Lucy Eaton’s face was tense, as if she did not see her shaking head, she walked over step by step, stopping three meters away from the man with the machetes.

"One by one, bloated and greasy, middle of the night in a place meant for saving lives, slaughtering medical staff. If you’re so fearless of the law, why not try your courage at the police station? Attacking unarmed women, what kind of skill is that!"