Salute To The General (Nathan Cross) novel Chapter 1287

Nathan and Colin went to the hospital together, along with Ronan.

Ronan led them to Ward 503, only to realize that his wife Linda, who was supposed to be on Bed 3, was nowhere to be seen!

There was a different patient at Bed 3!

Shocked and angry, Ronan stopped the doctors and nurses that had just entered to do their rounds and demanded, "Wasn't my wife Linda Brown here? Why is it a different patient now? Where have you brought my wife to?"

The doctor was a plump middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses.

He pushed his glasses up and proclaimed coldly, "You haven't paid your dues for two weeks and you owe us about twenty thousand. When we'd stopped her medication, we'd already reminded you that if you hadn't paid on time, we wouldn't be able to keep this room for your wife as well. As of now, she has been moved over to the corridor. Poor people like you should just go back to the countryside, to wait for your death if you can't afford medical treatment. Stop taking up space in our hospital!"

Ronan was both taken aback and angered!

Nathan's face fell. He took a look at the doctor's pass with the name, Keegan Grayson, clearly printed on it.

Nathan assured him icily, "We will clear the outstanding payment, but you have to immediately resume the patient's treatment. Otherwise, I will hold your hospital accountable."

Keegan smirked, "Let's talk after we see the money. Every time we'd sent you a reminder, you'd said that you were about to do it. How long has it been? How dare you continue to lie before me? Get out of my face and don't interrupt my work any longer!"

Nathan's face was grim as he instructed Colin to pay the fees.

Ronan headed to the corridor to look for

his wife.

There were plenty of patients in this hospital and there was a shortage of hospital beds. Therefore, there were a number of patients who were forced to reside, in the corridor.

Eventually, Ronan and Nathan found Linda at the end of the corridor, lying on a simple stretcher bed, before the public washroom.

Linda was unconscious as she had a brain tumor.

She was completely pale and lifeless.

Ronan gripped her hand as his tears fell uncontrollably.

Ronan could not help but ask, "How long is the queue?”

Keegan sneered, "I don't know. Just wait for the notification."

Nathan queried coldly, "What kind of attitude is this?”

Keegan sneered, "Well, this is my attitude, like it or not. Do you see the patients in this corridor? They can afford the medical

fees, but they too are in line for a room."

Ronan grew anxious. "Doctor, you're aware that my wife's condition is very serious, and she has been hospitalized for a long time. This place is right in front of the toilet with plenty of bacteria around. Could you please do her a favor and see if you can help her arrange for a room?"

Keegan pursed his lips. "No way!"

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