Chapter 3

Mrs. Hayes immediately threw herself on the ground and wailed loudly, "This hospital is bullying people!"

Soon, a crowd gathered. Seeing people arrive, Mrs. Hayes ratcheted up the drama!

"This hospital is trying to extort money! My daughter wants to leave, but they won't let her!"

Was I going to let her twist the truth?

I looked around and said loudly, "According to regulations, she needs to stay for a full week. This is for the patient's own good."

Mrs. Hayes shot up, lowered her head, and bumped into me. "Bullshit rules! You just want to make money!"

I let her bump me, not lifting a finger.

"You can check out, just sign the waiver."

The people around us chimed in. "Yeah, you have to follow the rules! If you don't sign the waiver and something happens, who's responsible?"

I held up the waiver in front of Mrs. Hayes, saying each word clearly. "Ma'am, aren't you the one who cares most about regulations? Sign it."

Mrs. Hayes glared at me, gritting her teeth. She snatched it, tore it to shreds in a flash, and flung the pieces into the air.

"I'm not signing!"

The crowd dispersed after we left.

Brittany sent me the video, then asked worriedly, "Dr. Turner, do you think that lady will pull another stunt?"

I scoffed, a sarcastic smile playing on my lips. "Just wait."

Sure enough, the next day, Brittany rushed to find me. "Dr. Turner, that dorm supervisor and her daughter skipped out!"

Nothing those two did surprised me anymore.

"Were the fees settled?"

Brittany checked and said indignantly, "They still owe $500."

I directly transferred $500. "I'll cover it for them."

After Brittany completed the transaction, she said sincerely, "Dr. Turner, you're too kind."

I just smiled faintly, saying nothing.

It wasn't out of naive generosity. That $500, along with those videos, would all be used to help me later!

I waited a few days, and those two hadn't shown their faces yet. I thought my evidence might go to waste.

Just as I was thinking this, Brittany ran in, panting.

"Dr. Turner, you need to come out! That dorm supervisor is making a scene!"

I dropped the medical chart and ran out. The entrance hall was packed with people.

Mrs. Hayes' voice could carry for blocks away.

"My daughter was treated by this quack doctor, and now she has side effects!"

"Look at my daughter! She used to be so vibrant, and now she's so gaunt!"

People around us started murmuring, pulling out their phones to record.

"Get security to maintain order," I said, then squeezed through the crowd. "Everyone, please make way."

As soon as Mrs. Hayes saw me, she charged.

One hand grabbed my collar, the other swung at my face, knocking my glasses off.

"Quack! After coming home, my daughter developed side effects!"

The crowd angrily said, "What kind of doctor is this?!"

I struggled free. "Let's talk this out. If you lay another hand on me, I'll call the police!"

Mrs. Hayes became even more agitated. "Everyone, look at this unscrupulous doctor's true colors! My daughter is drowsy every day now!"

She cried as she spoke. "My daughter is still in college. What's going to happen to her now?"

Chloe Hayes stood silently beside her, quietly sobbing.