Chapter 341
"This is outrageous!" Sharon kept arguing her point. "Did | say you couldn't eat? Can't you take turns?"
"No! I'm in charge here! Until | finish my meal, you wait! If you're not happy, take that half-dead guy in there and
get out. Esteban Hospital doesn't lack patients!" Wesley shouted.
"How can you say that?" Sharon had never encountered such a rude doctor before. Dealing with someone with
no sense of ethics or shwas utterly infuriating.
Yolanda's gaze grew cold. She had already seen Wesley's arrogance and rudeness at the car accident scene, but
she hadn't expected him to lack even the most basic professional ethics. He was just heartless.
For someone like him to work as an emergency room doctor showed just how poorly managed this hospital was.
"This is unacceptable. I'm going to file a complaint!" Sharon's face flushed with anger as she struggled to find
the right words to counter him.
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"Complain? Hahaha!"
Wesley and the nurses behind him burst into laughter at Sharon's words. They looked at her and Yolanda as if
they were fools.
"Go ahead. Complain all you want. No one's stopping you," Wesley scoffed. "Whether it's the police station, the
State Medical Board, or wherever else, if you manage to getin trouble, I'll get on my knees in front of you."
"ou."
Before Sharon could finish, Yolanda stepped forward and slapped Wesley hard across the face.
He stumbled back and collapsed onto the floor with a pained howl.
"That slap was on behalf of the patient," Yolanda said coldly. "People like you, with no humanity or ethics, don't
deserve to be doctors."
If Wesley was this arrogant and careless with patients, Kieran likely wasn't the only one who had suffered
because of his negligence.
Thankfully, Kieran's situation wasn't severe. Otherwise, relying on Wesley might have led to much worse
outcomes.
"H-How dare you slap me?" Stunned, Wesley clutched his cheek, momentarily forgetting the pain.
He then shouted, "Call security! There's a disturbance here! Call security now!" The nurses rushed to help
Wesley up. They glared at Yolanda as they threatened her, "Do you even know who he is? You're in big trouble for
slapping him!"
They all knew Wesley had powerful connections, so no one in the hospital ever dared to cross him. Yolanda
laying a hand on him was a surefire way to get herself in serious trouble.
"Sharon, let's go back to Willow Creek Clinic." Yolanda ignored the nurses' shouts and turned back toward the
emergency room.
She had initially brought Kieran to Esteban Hospital for convenience. But after all this delay, it would be better to
take him back.
She walked into the emergency room and helped Kieran sit up. Sharon joined her, and together, they lifted him
into the wheelchair.
Yolanda then took a bottle of energy pills from her coat pocket, opened Kieran's mouth, and fed him one. She
patted his back to help him swallow.
"I'll push the wheelchair." Sharon grabbed the wheelchair.
Just as they were about to head out of the emergency room, they heard the
sound of hurried footsteps echoing down the hallway.
"It's her!" Wesley stormed back in with a group. Behind him was a middle-aged man with a stern, commanding
presence.
This man was Esteban Haley, the director of Esteban Hospital.
"You're the one causing trouble in my hospital?" He glared at Yolanda and reprimanded, "You've got some
nerve!"