Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around! novel Chapter 165

The emergency room door opened after a short while, and a doctor wearing a medical mask clad in a white coat walked out.

Sterling's eyes lit up when the doctor walked out. He got up and wanted to ask him about Sophia's condition, but before he could get up, he was pressed back into his seat by Victor.

"In the condition that you’re in, Mr. White, I suggest that you stay put." Victor had a great dislike for disobedient patients, thus he did not sound very pleasant at all.

Having said that, he did not wait for Sterling to go berserk and walked up to the doctor to ask, "How’s Ms. White doing, Dr. Conor?"

"She’s alive." Doctor Conor took off his mask, revealing his sullen face.

At the sight of his expression, Sterling could not help it anymore and stood up straight away. As he was exerting some strength on his injured leg, his face turned pale from the pain. However, he was not in the mood to attend to it. "What do you mean? Is Soph’s condition critical?"

The doctor’s face was so sullen that he could not help but think of the worst-case scenario.

"Humph!" Dr. Conor harrumphed heavily at him, ignored him, and gave a cursory glance around. He asked impatiently, "Is Mr. Charles here?"

Sterling was on pins and needles as he still had no clue how Sophia was doing. "No! He's not here! Tell me, doc, what exactly happened to my sister?"

"She’s your sister?" Dr. Conor looked askance at him.

Sterling wiped away the cold sweat caused by the pain and nodded repeatedly. "Yes, yes, yes! Is she not doing well?"

Before the doctor could answer, he added eagerly. "Please save her. I don’t care how much it costs. I have a lot of money!"

"It's not a matter of money but the lack of virtue." Dr. Conor snapped. "Everyone except for Mr. Harris can go in if they want."

As soon as the words left his lips, he walked away with a sullen look on his face.

Several nurses filed out of the emergency room after him, all of their faces sullen.

"Lack of virtue? What the heck?" Sterling grumbled with a frown and walked impatiently into the emergency room. Nicole quickly stepped forward to support him as she was afraid that he would fall.

Victor darted a confused glance in the direction where Dr. Conor was leaving, then walked up to Sterling who was hopping forward step by step. He said, "I'll do it."

"Sorry for troubling you, Dr. Hemingway." Nicole was sweating profusely from exhaustion. After saying those words, she threw Sterling into Victor's arms and trotted into the emergency room herself.

Lying in Victor's arms, Sterling, "..."

Using only one hand, he pushed against Victor’s chest for support in an attempt to pull the distance between them. It was absolutely ridiculous to see two men hugging each other in public.

However, when he was about ten centimeters apart from Victor, a hand suddenly passed through his armpit while another hand passed through his knee pit.

Before Sterling could wrap his head around what was going on, he was suddenly suspended mid-air.

Victor had picked him up by the waist!

Princess style!!!

Sterling felt awful at once. "You, you, you..."

"You don’t have to be so moved, Mr. White." An adult man could weigh quite a lot. Victor grimaced and cushioned him upward a few times before carrying him into the emergency room.