Lingering Passion: Mr. Sutton Wants to be Your Male Lead!-Chapter 187: He’s Worried About His Reputation
Stella Grant’s demeanor was as cold as her voice.
For a moment, the family of three kneeling on the ground and the onlookers outside the hospital room fell completely silent.
Ms. Dunn, seeing the situation, stepped forward to help the woman kneeling on the ground, "Alright, I think that’s enough."
The woman stubbornly refused to move, gathered her emotions for a moment, then pushed Ms. Dunn aside and looked at Stella Grant, "I don’t care about others; I only care about my son. If they also come to plead, that’s their business."
Stella Grant’s eyes filled with a cold glint.
This is human nature, only caring for oneself, ignoring others.
After speaking, the woman believed her reasoning was very sound and continued, "My son is only thirty. I can’t just watch him die."
Stella Grant responded, "So what?"
The woman took a deep breath and revealed her ultimate intention, "I asked the doctor, and the kidney source that matches your mother matches my son as well. My son is in the late stage, your mother still has time, you..."
As the woman was speaking, Stella Grant’s voice cut in like ice, "Mrs. Dunn, call the police."
Ms. Dunn was so shocked by the woman’s outrageous statements that she couldn’t speak for a moment, then she responded, "Alright, alright."
As Ms. Dunn spoke, she took out her phone to call the police.
Ms. Dunn was just about to press the button to report when a deep and displeased voice came from the doorway, "What’s everyone doing blocking the way here?"
The onlookers outside the hospital room turned to greet the newcomer.
"Dr. Harrison."
"Dr. Harrison."
Justin Harrison said with a flat expression, "Scatter, everyone."
Typically, in a hospital, no one would disrespect a doctor’s words.
As soon as Justin Harrison finished speaking, the crowd that was blocking the door quickly dispersed without leaving a single person behind.
Justin Harrison stepped into the hospital room and glanced at the kneeling family of three, "Auntie Lynch, you should go back first."
When the woman saw Justin Harrison, she cried even harder, wiping her tears and refusing to get up, "I won’t go back, this is my son’s last hope."
Upon hearing this, Justin Harrison frowned, "Auntie Lynch, please don’t be like this."
The woman said, "Dr. Harrison, please put in a good word for us. If it really doesn’t work, we can pay for the kidney source, although we don’t have money now, we can borrow, sell everything we have..."
The more the woman spoke, the more emotional she became.
Her words tugged at Justin Harrison’s heart.
But when Ms. Dunn heard it, she couldn’t help but exclaim: So she wanted it for free!
In this world, the weak really do seem to have the upper hand.
While Ms. Dunn was still trying to process the woman’s conversation, Stella Grant had already dialed the police.
Stella Grant’s voice was cool and clear, "Hello, I’m reporting a case, I’m here at..."
As soon as Stella Grant started speaking, Justin Harrison took a step forward and snatched the phone from her hand, hanging up, "What are you doing?"
Before Justin Harrison could finish his sentence, Silas Sutton, who had been sitting in a chair, stood up, took a few steps to Stella Grant’s side, and looked down at him, "And what do you think you’re doing?"
Justin Harrison, oppressed by Silas Sutton’s aura, avoided his gaze and instead looked at Stella Grant, "The Lynch family has it tough too. They are just pleading with you; is it necessary to call the police?"
Stella Grant’s expression was cool, "Dr. Harrison, if you’re so righteous and benevolent, why not offer free medical consultations and stop charging patients?"
Justin Harrison, "..."
Stella Grant, "I’ve heard from others in the hospital that Dr. Harrison’s family is in politics, with some connections in Brynnfield. Since you’re so sympathetic to the Lynch family, why don’t you use your family’s connections to help them secure this kidney?"
Justin Harrison, "..."
Stella Grant looked at Justin Harrison with a mocking smile, "Indeed, when it doesn’t affect you personally, there’s no feeling of difficulty, right?"
Every sentence from Stella Grant was tearing away Justin Harrison’s facade.
Justin Harrison’s expression changed drastically, "If you don’t want to help, then don’t. There’s no need to drag me into it."
Stella Grant retorted, "Weren’t you the one who dragged me in first?"
Faced with Stella Grant’s assertiveness, Justin Harrison tightened his jaw and remained silent.
After about half a minute, Stella Grant spoke, "There are many patients in the nephrology department and even more people waiting for a kidney. But Dr. Harrison only sympathizes with this particular family; I don’t want to delve into the reasons or know them. I just hope Dr. Harrison can now escort them out of my mother’s hospital room."
After speaking, without waiting for Justin Harrison to reply, Stella Grant turned to Silas Sutton at her side and said, "I want to change my mother’s doctor."
Silas Sutton’s lips curled slightly, and he placed his arm around her shoulder, patting gently, "I’ll arrange it."
When Justin Harrison left Lynn Adler’s hospital room, his face was ashen.
The family of three following behind him wanted to say something, but his sharp glare forced them to swallow their words.
Once only their own company remained in the hospital room, Ms. Dunn quickly stepped forward to close the door.
Lynn Adler let out a long sigh, "What kind of people are they."
Stella Grant didn’t respond, and after a while, she turned to Lynn Adler, "Mom, let Ms. Dunn stay with you. I’m going out for a bit. Call me if you need anything."
Lynn Adler nodded, "Alright."
Stella Grant took a breath, tilted her head slightly, and met Silas Sutton’s eyes, "Come out; I have something to say to you."
After speaking, Stella Grant stepped toward the door.
Silas Sutton nodded to Lynn Adler and followed her out.
A few minutes later, the two were seated in Silas Sutton’s car, and Stella Grant explained, "I wasn’t aware of today’s incident. I apologize."
Silas Sutton’s thin lips twitched slightly. He reached out, grasped Stella Grant’s fingers, and lightly squeezed them, smiling faintly, "Stella, the six-month agreement might not work anymore. Everyone knows I’m your boyfriend now; breaking up so soon would harm my reputation."
