Chapter 3 Saving Someone on the Streets

"You have a good eye, boss! I'll prepare an account to receive payment from the Yorks!"

Aria said calmly, "No need to rush. Let me sleep first. Do it tomorrow."

Other than making money, Aria's biggest interest was treating all sorts of rare diseases. This job from the York family was a nice one for her.

Honestly, she was probably the only person who wasn't fazed by the York's visit to Southbury. All of the prominent families in the city were scrambling into action.

A family like the Kents had to reach out to everyone they knew and utilize all of their connections in an attempt to get an invitation from the Yorks.

Even regular people were talking about how the city was especially lively that month.

First, the richest man in Janovin came to look for his granddaughter. Then, the York family came to receive treatment.

Some said that the Yorks came to Southbury because the legendary Whiz Doctor was in town. There were a lot of rumors about the Whiz Doctor, but some of them were quite outlandish.

This time, the Whiz Doctor might actually appear due to the York family's invitation.

…

The following morning, Aria woke up late. Like any other working adult, she didn't feel like leaving her cool and comfortable room or her cozy bed to get out into the morning sun.

But she had to work. So, she got up and washed her face. Without putting any makeup on, she grabbed her bag and left.

In order to avoid the morning rush, she scanned a shared bicycle.

"Are you heading out to work, Aria?"

"Yeah."

She was greeting everyone along the way and also had a piece of toast in her mouth given to her by Kenneth Kane.

She rode the bicycle steadily without rushing and merged into traffic after a while.

…

After 30 minutes, Aria arrived at Southbury's renowned Caesar Hotel. Everyone at the entrance and the lobby looked very busy.

In the past few days, almost all of the luxury cars in the city gathered at the hotel. In comparison, Aria stood out a lot as the only person who came on a shared bicycle.

As soon as she came to a stop, Jose Garcia, a security guard, came over to chase her away.

"Get lost, you broke college student. The hotel is not open to the public today."

She planted one foot on the ground and met his gaze. Then, she said coolly, "I'm here to save someone's life."

"You? Save someone's life?" Jose burst into laughter. "Young lady, you're still so young, but you're quite the braggart."

Aria paused for a moment. Then, she showed him proof of her accepting the job on her phone.

"Please tell the people inside that Dr. Whiz has arrived."

"Dr. Whiz? You can call me Dr. Genius!" Jose gave her an impatient look. "I've seen many invitations. You're the first one to show it on the phone…"

Jose noticed a luxury car rolling up as he spoke. So, he waved at Aria. "Go. Get out of the way."

Then, he rushed over to the car and opened the door. "Welcome, Dr. Gunther and Ms. Kent. I'll inform the staff to prepare some tea for you."

The people in the car just nodded at him. They didn't even reply. But Jose had a big smile on his face like he had won the lottery.

The car drove past Aria. Lily looked out the window and recognized Aria. Her gaze wavered slightly.

The old woman next to her, Salome Gunther, asked, "What's wrong, Lily?"

She smiled softly. "Nothing."

Aria's gaze remained calm. She walked away resolutely. There was even an amused expression on her face.

She used to be someone who held people's lives in her hands, yet she had become the target of another person's shunning. Oh, how the mighty had fallen.

Aria pursed her lips. She offered treatment to patients based on her mood and would never help those who were greedy or selfish.

She had decided to give up on offering treatment to the York family's patient. So, she took out her phone and was about to reject the job.

Suddenly, someone on the sidewalk screamed. "Oh, no! Someone has fainted!"

People started flocking toward the voice.

"Oh, God! It's a child!"

"His face is so pale…"

Hearing the commotion, Aria didn't hesitate at all. She parked her bicycle and rushed toward the crowd.

The little boy on the ground was only three or four years old. His forehead was drenched. It seemed like he had been sweating profusely.

A woman named Francine Gibson grabbed a man in a white lab coat. "Young man, you're a doctor, right? Please save the boy."

"No can do, lady. The kid's family isn't here. I can't make any decisions without consulting them."

The man in the lab coat, Jimmy Cornell, added with disdain, "Besides, I don't provide treatment to just anyone."

Aria heard the exchange between the two of them. She pushed through the crowd and said in a professional manner, "Please give the boy some space. Let the air flow through. The patient needs fresh air."

Her tone sounded so authoritative that no one doubted her.

Then, she crouched down and placed her fingers on the boy's neck.

Francine said anxiously, "Young lady, how old are you? Can you really make him better?"