"How'd you know?""Why wouldn't I know? The commissioner himself staged this whole thing!""Watch what you say, unless you have proof!"Frank entered just then, and the police officers who were whispering among each other quickly composed themselves.The policewoman earlier even cleared her throat awkwardly.Still, Frank did not demand the truth from them—they would not tell him anything and were just following orders.At the same time, he realized that the Zamri commissioner was in league with Carlo Group as he had expected, and they were out to take down Frank himself, Lanecorp, and even Zamri Hospital."Oh, right!"Still, Frank suddenly remembered the token that Stanley Durban, the mayor of Zamri, had given him.It was obvious that someone among the officers inside the morgue had mentioned the commissioner on purpose when he stepped outside to make his phone call.Was it possible that one of them was working for Stanley?Taking out the dagger and weighing it on his palm,
"Don't worry." Frank smiled, seeing both nurses' nervous reaction. "Many journalists came in yesterday, so I was wondering about the one you mentioned…""Huh?"Although Frank assured them that he was not going to scold them, the nurse studied Frank's expression gingerly to ensure that he was not angry.Screeching her head, she then said softly, "She's quite famous, Mr. Lawrence… and she worked for…""Zamri Daily!" Amber, the other nurse, quickly butted in."Oh, right!" Kali, the first nurse, nodded. "She's a special correspondent from Zamri Hospital, but we heard that she ended up the victim of a hit-and-run behind our hospital. And it was by a truck, too! It's terrible!""Yeah…" Amber sighed. "And that reminds me—the chief is personally operating on her! But everyone's saying that the journalist isn't going to live…""A hit and run behind the hospital? By a truck?"Frank was frowning, sensing something wrong just then.It was late at night, but it had to take place in an alle
Once the epinephrine was injected, the heart monitor started beeping faintly again."More blood infusion!" Winter shouted, her voice hoarse after working for so long."Alright, just leave it to me."Seeing that, Frank strode up and took the scalpel from Winter.And seeing him, Winter breathed a sigh of relief, wobbling and ultimately dropping on her rear. "I was so… useless.""Leave the moping for later. On your feet—I need help here," Frank said with a hint of sterness. Winter quickly scrambled to her feet, standing near him as she explained, "I'm done with every other part, but her heart… I'm just afraid…"Frank could see what she meant right away—a tiny bone fragment was cutting into the patient's left ventricle, and blood was trickling out around it.The bleeding only increased as the patient's heart continued pumping, and the only option was to extract the bone fragment.However, that was no easy task. Extracting an object from a puncture wound in the heart could easil
However, was it really possible?Winter was holding on firmly to her own shaking palm—Frank would only have half a second to do the unthinkable.If he even twitched his finger, that would mean death for the patient. Hence, as everyone in the operating room stared, wide-eyed, Frank closed his eyes to still himself. Then, when he reached a serenity one could mistake for death, he slowly drew out two silver needles, holding them between his fingers.Lub dub…Jolie's heart was giving out again—she did not have much time left."Phew…"Exhaling lengthily, Frank's gaze sharpened in the instant Jolie's heart pounded.Swish!Frank moved with lightning speed, his hand a blur as he pulled out the bone fragment lodged in Jolie's left ventricle.Everyone had been staring at the screen and only saw a fuzziness, but not how Frank pulled out the bone fragment.And the instant Frank pulled it out, he inserted both needles he was holding into the puncture wound, snapping, "Freeze!"Pure v
"Thank you… you saved my wife! Thank you…"After Frank and Winter escorted Jolie to the ICU, a tall man stopped them to kowtow at them.Beside him, a boy around five did the same in front of Frank."P-Please, you don't have to do this…"As both father and son struck heads against the floor audibly, drawing quite a crowd, Winter quickly pulled them to their feet and assured them, "We're just doing our jobs, and your wife has a fearsome will to survive too. This is really unnecessary…""Just doing their jobs…"The attendings watching in the distance were speechless, as they were well aware of Jolie's condition.Everyone attending with authority in their respective fields were there, but none of them were brave enough to take up that surgery.They therefore knew how terrible Jolie's condition was and that she had a 0.1% chance of survival.And yet, Winter's young brother took that chance and converted it into success.The skill and determination alone left the other attendings b
As Frank pondered, a cool voice spoke on the recording, "Nope. There's no one around here. Maybe someone from the hospital dropped it by accident.""Dropped it? I see…" Yannick replied.At the same time, Mr. Queen was watching Frank, his knuckles clenching and easing as he said urgently, "I knew something was up when I heard their conversation. I just didn't think that they'd go that far… But since you know him, the recording could serve as evidence!"Frank waved off Mr. Queen, however—he wanted to listen to the rest of the call and find out what those people were up to."Now listen here—keep looking. We need to make sure that there's no one else other than us here."You know what would happen if we're exposed—you, me, and everyone else here will become expendable assets for the commissioner and Carlo Group. None of us will survive!"Hearing that, Frank mused, "The commissioner… Carlo Group…"He was especially sensitive toward those names recently.He also quickly realized that
Moreover, Frank would really not start a war against the Zamri commissioner just yet either, since fighting important government officials would always be a risky move.Naturally, he could use his own connections and his status as Governor Quill's maternal grandson to rein in the Zamri commissioner.However, Frank did not like using his connections to bully anyone, not to mention that things were still frosty between him and Governor Quill.With that in mind, Frank wondered if he should take up Stanley Durban's offer to be partners and assassinate the Zamri commissioner to be done with it.However, that was not going to be an easy task either.Nonetheless, as Winter and Frank arrived at the spacious lobby, they found it congested by over a hundred fully-armed officers.Most of the patients were either chased out or kept confined to a corner, while a pompous blond brat sat with his legs on the receptionist desk.The two nurses there were on their knees, gingerly massaging his leg
Despite everyone in the lobby watching, Yannick continued to lie through his teeth. "Fine, you can refuse to admit it, but I have evidence of your crimes! I've since informed the commissioner, who has personally ordered your arrest and the closure of Zamri Hospital!""What?!"The crowd of patients were left in an uproar by Yannick's accusations.Plenty of them had benefited from Zamri Hospital's excellent healthcare system and were at once left indignant by Yannick's accusations."You're lying, geezer! Winter is an angel!""Exactly! She personally wrote my prescription, and I was better in days!""She even gave us a discount! Anyone accusing her of any crime would have to answer to me first!""Me too!"The crowd was soon yelling indignantly at Yannick all at once, as there were no lack of patients and elders who were on the receiving end of Winter's grace. Yannick certainly did not expect a crowd to defend Winter. He snapped in anger, "All of you, shut up! I am Yannick Jorst,