Not Your Doormat Anymore novel Chapter 98

"I can perform surgery on your son now to save him." I stared at the man.

He stared back in a daze. "Really?"

"You can look me up online. My name is Jace Ranford. I'm confident enough to say that there are less than ten cardiologists in our country who are on par with me. You don't need to queue at the hospital or try to find anyone. I'm an expert; I can save him for sure.

"I can use your employee insurance to have your son's treatment covered under the company's healthcare plan. With the special medication from Dramonia, the entire treatment until he fully recovers won't cost more than 150 thousand dollars.

"If you don't believe me, I can write you a guarantee letter right now. If I can't follow through, you can sue me, report me—whatever you want.

"Your son is still so young. Do you really want to leave his life in the hands of strangers after you're gone? As long as you say yes, you'll be there to watch him grow up. You'll be a part of his life. No one has to be sacrificed."

He stared at me for a long time before he said, "Write the guarantee letter."

I wrote one on the spot and handed it to him. He read through it carefully a few times. Eventually, he chose to believe me and stepped down.

I let out a sigh of relief when the crisis was averted.

"But I saw that you've been fired from the hospital… Where will my son's surgery be performed?" He looked at me nervously.

I smiled. "I just invested in a new hospital today. I will be fully responsible for your son."

Perhaps I looked so confident that he finally decided to really trust me.

The reporters downstairs didn't get what they wanted and left.

Mira investigated the man's claims that he was an outcast and found that there were indeed small cliques in his department. I gave them a warning and deducted their salary.