Ch. 2781..2790
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2781-"Hey, help me push the bed into the X-ray room. I need to see how badly his leg is broken," Johann ordered.
Although it was his friend's clinic, it was a good thing it had an X-ray room. Otherwise, he would not know exactly what happened to Pierre's leg.
The two of them pushed Pierre toward the direction Johann pointed at.
“This is going to be hard. I didn't expect him to come in with a broken leg. I'm the only one in the clinic, so I can't operate on him..." Johann said resignedly.
Even if the doctors and nurses here were given a day off, so all he could do was help dress Pierre's wounds.
The clinic here did not have the license to perform surgeries, so they would not have any of the tools needed for it either.
However, if Pierre went too long without surgery, he might have to get his leg amputated instead of having it just be impaired.
Johann was put in a tough spot.
"Let's take an X-ray first. I believe Mr. Mallory will have a solution." Gordon smirked out of spite. What did Pierre's broken leg have to do with him?
He was just getting tired of sitting there.
Johann followed them into the X-ray room and instructed them on how to position Pierre.
None of them had done this before, so they were quite clumsy.
Johann was a doctor, not a mover, so he did not help them move Pierre. He went into the imaging room and asked them to go out once they were done positioning Pierre so that he could take the X-Ray.
Luckily, he had a year's experience working at MSF...
Doctors at MSF had to operate on their own, and they could not even hope for an assistant as every doctor would be busy with all the patients flooding in from the war zones.
Johann skillfully operated the machine. He was worried that Pierre might have other injuries, so he simply scanned his entire body.
After a while, the results came out.
Only the bone in his right calf was broken, so Johann made a judgment call based on how the wound looked.
Then, he walked out of the X-ray room.
“Dr. Park, how's Mr. Pierre?"
Johann took out the report and said, "His leg is indeed broken, and according to the X-ray, it did not just happen a couple of days ago. So, the operation must be performed as soon as possible. If it's left untreated for over a week, he might suffer from necrosis."
The two of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
They thought that Gordan had broken Pierre's leg, but after what the doctor said, they definitely could not be blamed anymore.
"What are you still standing there for? You can't make decisions for Percy, so go call him right now," urged Johann.
One of them took out his phone to call Percy.
"Hello," Percy answered immediately.
"Boss, Dr. Park has something to tell you." The man turned on the speakerphone and handed it to Johann.
However, Johann did not take the phone. Instead, he talked to him while looking at the report, "It's bad. His right calf has been fractured for some time, and if the operation is not performed within seven days, the bone may be necrotic. If that's the case, his leg won't just be impaired. He might need to get it amputated."
The necrotic bone might get infected and cause him excruciating pain, which would lead to amputation.
He had seen a case like this before when he was working at MSF.
The patient had suffered a fracture early in his life, but he did not undergo surgery as he did not have the money to do so. It did not affect his daily life either.
In the end, the infection got out of control and his only option was to amputate the necrotic bone.
By then, the patient had already suffered a great deal, and he still lost his hand in the end.
Pierre knew from Johann's calm analysis that he was not messing around.
He said, "Can you carry out the operation there?"
"This is a small clinic, and we're lucky they even have an X-ray machine. I can't operate on him alone without tools and some help," said Johann with a frown. How could he operate on Pierre alone in a place that was not equipped for surgery?
He would not put his career on the line even if Percy was the one forcing him.
Percy frowned as he did not expect Gordan's predictions to be true.
"Please give him a simple treatment for now. I'll have someone take him back to A City, and I'll try to find you an operating room and an assistant." What he meant was that Johann was still in charge of operating on Pierre.
Everyone knew how capable Johann was.
Johann could not refuse, so he responded, "Alright."
After that, he took out a bunch of medicine and steel plates from the pharmacy.
He was going to use them to fix Pierre's leg.
He walked out of the pharmacy and told Percy's men, “He can't be transported back in that small car of yours. Mr. Pierre must go back laying down, so go get a small truck, or else my efforts to fix his leg would be in vain."
"Yes." Percy's people did not dare mess things up, so they went to get it done at once.
Johann walked into the X-Ray room and fixed Pierre's broken leg there as he could not be bothered to move Pierre around.
"Will he be impaired?" Gordan asked.
"Not if I had fixed his leg on the first day. Not only is there a high chance that his leg will be impaired now, but he might have uneven legs too," said Johann while at work.
With Pierre's current condition, it was best to fix the leg with plaster.
However, they were already fortunate enough to find steel plates in this small clinic, so they could just dream about finding plaster!
Impaired? Uneven legs?
Gordan looked at the unconscious Pierre. He had indeed suffered a lot in the past few days.
Not only was his leg broken, but he had also lost a lot of weight.
People would believe him if he said that Pierre was a fugitive from the slums.
His cheeks were sunken in, unlike his usual high-spirited self.
What a pity.
Gordan's eyes were pensive. Pierre reaped what he sowed.
Although Pierre had never harmed him before, he had harmed Luke and Luca, so he got what he deserved!
Percy's men were good. They pulled up at the clinic with a small truck in half an hour.
Johann instructed them to carry Pierre to the back of thetruck, and they worked together to lift Pierre up without a second thought.
Gordan stood at the side and watched with his arms crossed as a picture formed in his head.
Pierre looked like a pig being carried into a cart.
After Pierre was carried into the car, Johann looked at them. "Do you want to go back together?"
"We can't get on the truck. I'm afraid that only Mr. Pierre has the right to ride in the truck." Gordan and Leroy had no intention of heading back so soon as they had booked a room for the night.
Now that they had alerted the police, they had to act out their role as tenants.
"I don't ride trucks either, so I'll go back on my own," Johann said to Percy's men. He drove here on his own, so he did not need to follow them back to A City.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2782-Percy took it upon himself to drive away alone when he saw that. The other person stayed behind to watch over Pierre.
After Pierre was taken away, Johann left too.
Gordan and Leroy stood at the clinic's door, staring at each other in confusion.
"It's dawn. Can we go back now?" asked Leroy.
They could have left after dropping off Pierre at the clinic, but they were worried that someone might have heard the gunshots and called the police. If they went back before dawn, they might get caught by the cops.
Even though they were familiar with the surveillance cameras installed around the area, there was always the possibility of a slip-up. They would not be able to explain why they returned at around five o'clock in the morning.
Drinking? They did not smell like alcohol.
They just arrived? They already rented a house.
That was why they decided to wait here until dawn.
“I think so. I'll just tell them we went for a morning jog,” said Gordan. The excuse of going for a morning jog was a great idea. No one would suspect them if they were stopped by the police.
Most of them jogged alone in the morning. It was impossible to find a witness present at the scene.
The gunshots were heard after five in the morning. They always jogged at five on the dot. They could easily explain their alibi if they went back now.
They jogged back slowly.
Sure enough, a group of police officers had sealed off the area.
Fortunately, their rented house was across the street, so they were not affected by the blockade.
The police stopped them when they saw two men running toward them. "No entry," said the police officer.
"Sir, we're tenants here," Gordan replied with a smile on his face.
The police officer frowned. Tenants? He looked at the two men.
The man who did not speak earlier looked a little sleazy and shady. They could pass off as punks living in the area.
However, the man who spoke to him had an extraordinary aura. Even though there was still a hint of unruliness in his smile, there was an air of sophistication around him. It did not seem like he would live in such a poor area.
"Both of you?" asked the officer.
"Yeah." Leroy acted as if nothing had happened and deliberately asked with curiosity, "Officer, what happened over there? Why is it sealed off?"
"You live here, yet you have no idea what happened?" asked the police officer.
Gordan and Leroy were both good actors. They found themselves exchanging glances with each other, shaking their heads in confusion.
The police officer had not told them anything. He only asked, “Why are you only coming back at this hour?”
"We were on our morning run, as usual," answered Leroy, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Although it was still spring, they were dressed in thick clothing and had already worked up a sweat by the time they jogged back from the clinic.
The police officer noticed the sweat on their foreheads, and it seemed to corroborate their story.
"What time did you start your run?" The police officer still suspected them.
This neighborhood was known for its complicated group of people living here. Fights and brawls were common occurrences, but gunfights were a first...
Also, they had found a cache of weapons in this very house.
Specialists had just arrived to haul the stash away.
This case had already attracted their superiors' attention. Guns and hand grenades were not things that ordinary people could own or sell in the country. However, they had found so many of them in this raid.
How did these weapons get in? Through what channels? They would need answers.
Moreover, there were two foreigners who were knocked out when they arrived at the scene.
The police officers were almost certain that they were the ones who fired the shots.
Still, who provoked them to do so?
The two men standing before them claimed to live across the street from the crime scene. The police were hoping they could provide some clues. Meanwhile, their suspicion could not be ruled out either.
"We leave at 5 am every day," Leroy stated confidently.
"You're so sure that you don't even have to think about it?" questioned the skeptical police officer.
Gordan explained, "Sir, we're both fitness enthusiasts. We set our alarms for 4:40 am every day. It only takes us 20 minutes to get ready and hit the pavement. We may have left before 5 am today."
The police officer nodded after he went through the other witness statements, which all stated they heard gunshots at around 5:20 am and immediately called for help.
"ID please," requested the police officer.
Gordan gestured up to their apartment, "Our IDs are up there."
Who would bring one's ID along when they went out for a jog? The police officer understood and nodded. "Go get them, then come back down and give us a statement. Tell us everything you know about the family living in that house."
He pointed at the crime scene that had been sealed off.
Gordan and Leroy went up to get their IDs before coming back down to cooperate with the investigation.
Even though Gordan was an internationally wanted criminal, he had long since changed his appearance and identity. He was not worried about the police discovering anything.
The police officer took down their personal information and ran their names through the database. He began recording their statements after he found out they were clean.
What Gordan and Leroy said were pretty much the same.
They spoke about the mysterious tenants across from them, who rarely left their apartment and seldom talked to anyone. They only rented this place because it was cheap, but they did not expect the
security to be so poor.
The police came up empty-handed after recording their statements.
It was difficult for them to extract any useful information from Gordan and Leroy.
Both of them were accustomed to dealing with the police.
Especially Gordan.
The police he dealt with included not only those from A City but also various international criminal investigators of different nationalities.
He was more experienced in lying to the police than Leroy!
The police officer did not get any useful information. He had no choice but to let them go.
Gordan and Leroy returned to their house without saying a word to each other. They went straight to their respective bedrooms, planning to catch up on some sleep.
After a long night, they were completely worn out.
Gordon lay on his bed as he reported to Luke about the situation. After that, he fell deeply asleep.
On the other hand...
When Luca woke up and went downstairs, she saw that Luke was already sitting at the table with his breakfast untouched.
There was breakfast served on the table in front of her usual seat. It was as though Luke was waiting for her to have breakfast together.
Luca felt uneasy.
Today would be the day the Mallory family was supposed to pay the ransom to Abel.
Amur had to come back safely.
"Come and eat breakfast," Luke greeted her.
Luca nodded and sat down, taking a sip of the glass of soy milk.
The breakfast prepared by Aunt Neile was exquisite and abundant, but Luca had no appetite due to her worries.
"You look depressed. What happened?" Luke deliberately asked.
Luca shook her head and made up an excuse. "I didn't sleep well last night. I had a nightmare. Oh, by the way, how did things go with the Mallory family? I remember you said the kidnappers called. Were they asking for the ransom?"
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2783-"Yes. They're supposed to pay the ransom today. But everything's already been resolved. Pierre has been rescued. He should be on his way to A City now." Luke did not hide anything from her.
Luke decided not to keep anything from her when he noticed how anxious Luca was in the morning.
Even though she was not involved in Pierre's matter, she was related to it in some way. Otherwise, she would not have looked so absent-minded.
Luke did not want to see Luca upset.
Luca was surprised. She did not expect Pierre to be rescued last night.
If Pierre was rescued, then Amur would not have to go and collect the ransom today.
Luca's mood became calmer. She was eager to know the details of the rescue operation. "Who saved Mr. Pierre?" asked Luca.
“Gordan," answered Luke honestly.
Luca was aware that it was Luke's men who saved him if Gordan was involved in it.
Even though Gordan was not solely working for Luke, they had a close relationship, and they would always help each other out.
"Oh, it's Mr. Norton..." Luca nodded and took a sip of soy milk. Her appetite came back as she set aside her worries.
"How's Mr. Pierre doing?" Luca took a bite of the bread. She was curious about Pierre's exact condition as Amur told her what happened to him before.
"Not so good. Gordan said that his leg is most likely lame, and he's skin and bones," Luke told her what Gordan reported to him.
Luca understood.
The people of the Island of Despair would not treat their hostages kindly even if they had an ulterior motive.
Anyone who was not part of the organization would not be regarded as human whether they were kidnapped or captured by them.
Pierre's emaciation and malnourishment must have been due to mistreatment.
As for his lame leg, it must have been Amur who did that...
Amur was getting revenge on Pierre for what he did to her.
"What's on your mind?" Luke deliberately asked when he noticed Luca remained silent.
Luca shook her head. She took a big bite of the bread. She did not feel sorry for Pierre, but she felt uncomfortable knowing that Amur hurt someone for her sake.
They would have to leave the Island of Despair in the future.
However, even if they left the organization, they were more skilled than the others. It was easy to hurt someone.
Still, they should not act that way after leaving the Island of Despair. Luca was worried that Amuer would not be able to adapt to normal life after that.
Amur and Eler had been on the Island of Despair for several years before her arrival.
Amur used to be trapped in the captive camp and had gone through a lot of suffering, including hunger, beatings, fighting, and even close calls to death...
After Luca rescued him from the captive camp, he learned a lot and became stronger.
Now, Amur believed that the only way to survive and not get bullied by others was to become stronger.
This would work on the Island of Despair.
It was wrong in this society. He was not the kind of person who would get involved in the underworld. He would eventually lead a normal life like everyone else, get married, and have children. His philosophy would cause him problems in such a life.
"Percy is planning to set up an operating room now. He wants Johann to help him perform surgery on Pierre," added Luke.
Luca could not help but be surprised when she heard that. She immediately understood why Percy was doing this as she remembered that Pierre was still wanted by the police.
"Private operating rooms are not common in A City. Mr. Mallory could've sent him to a private hospital where there's more privacy. But there's no way one can complete a surgery without any help. It takes four or five people in an operating room. The police will arrest them if any of them leaks the information." said Luca.
"Yes," Luke agreed.
However, he was Percy. Setting up a private operating room in a private hospital, asking the director of the hospital to give Johann the right to perform surgery, arranging for a few people who were familiar with him to help, and keeping everything confidential were not something difficult for him.
No one would want to offend the Mallory family.
Their future in A City would be ruined even if one could receive rewards for reporting to the police.
"But I'm surprised that Mr. Mallory would help Pierre," added Luca.
Percy and Pierre were competing with each other now.
It was already very kind of Percy to ask them to find Pierre and bring him back. There was no need for him to worry about Pierre's future.
"Percy isn't the kind of person who'd take advantage of others. If he wants to compete, he'll do it openly and honestly. Besides, Pierre can never beat him," replied Luke.
Luca agreed with this statement.
If Pierre could beat Percy, he would not have fallen to such a point in his life.
Many people are looking for him now. He might even become physically disabled. Pierre's future was ruined.
After breakfast, Luca sent a message to Amur, but he did not respond.
The Mallory family would not pay the ransom if they had saved Pierre. Amur's life would not be in danger either. However, Abel would be seething with rage after he found out what happened in X City.
Luca was right. Abel found out that Pierre had been rescued, the two men he assigned to watch over him were arrested by the police, and all of his weapons were confiscated. He was fuming with anger!
Abel was sitting in his base in City A, watching the television.
The news was reporting that the police had received a report and arrested two foreign criminals who were illegally carrying firearms and grenades. Meanwhile, the firearms and grenades found in the room
were also confiscated by the police from X City. The specific details of the case and the reason why the criminals fired their weapons were still under investigation.
Abel was so furious that his hands were trembling. He picked up a wine bottle and smashed it against the wall.
An expensive bottle of red wine was shattered.
Glass shards flew everywhere, and the red liquid flowed in all directions. The two men standing in the room were frightened by Abel's ominous presence and dared not speak.
Whoever spoke now would be in deep trouble.
Even though the two men were unlikely to confess that Abel was the mastermind behind the illegal firearms, there was still a risk.
Abel bought the firearms and grenades and kept them well, but they were all confiscated by the police.
He intended to use them to trade with a local criminal syndicate.
Not only had he lost his money, but he had also breached the contract!
It would be difficult for him to do business with them in the future!
"Pierre Mallory!" Abel clenched his teeth with anger.
He was supposed to receive the ransom from the Mallory family today.
Everything was going according to his plan!
However, Pierre was rescued. He lost two men, weapons, and money...
Abel picked up the remote control and threw it at the television.
He hurled it in anger. The television screen shattered into a thousand pieces. Half of it became a colorful mess of shattered glass...
"You, come here," Abel said to the men behind him.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2784-The two men who stood inside the room exchanged glances with each other. Neither one was willing to approach him.
It was terrifying when Abel flew into a rage. They feared that one wrong move could mean the end of their lives.
Abel was the man who held their lives in his hands on the Island of Despair.
"Are you deaf?" Abel raised his voice.
The two men had no choice but to come forward. "Boss, what can we do for you?"
Their voices trembled with fear as they spoke at the same time.
They were afraid of Abel.
"Tell Amur to come over," said Abel. The television screen was broken. There was nothing to remind him in his ear that his entire plan had failed.
He closed his eyes as he tried to calm himself.
However, how could he possibly be calm? He had lost at least eight digits. He was seething with anger even with his eyes closed and no one mentioning it.
There was no way he could calm himself down!
"Yes, Boss!" one of them responded quickly. He immediately turned around and walked out of the room to notify Amur, asking him to come to the base.
Amur already knew that Pierre had been rescued and that Abel's weapons were seized by the police. Hence, he was mentally prepared when he received the call saying that Abel wanted to see him even
though Pierre being rescued had nothing to do with him.
Half an hour later, Amur appeared at the A City's base.
The men at the base personally escorted him to Abel. "Boss, he's here."
Abel slowly opened his eyes. With eyes as deep and blue as the ocean, there was an unmistakable glint of fierce determination that shone through. A trace of killing intent flashed across his eyes.
"Boss," Amur addressed him with a flat tone.
"Do you know about the situation?" asked Abel. Not only did he fail to get the money he wanted, but he also lost a lot of money. He would not let the Mallory family go easily.
"I saw the news," Amur kept it short.
"The two men who were detained at X City's police station can't be kept alive. Do you get what I mean?" said Abel. Even though he knew that Amur had nothing to do with the matter, Amur was also a part of this.
Who knew whether he was a double agent?
Therefore, Abel did not intend to let Amur off easy. He had to at least help him solve his troubles first.
The members of the Island of Despair could only live for a month at most without the antidote. They would all die after a month.
It was certain that both Alexsei and Kazimir would eventually die after being arrested by the police. It did not matter whether they told them the truth or not.
They knew they had no chance of survival even if there was leniency to those who confessed. Therefore, in a peaceful country like A City, they would not use violence to interrogate prisoners. Their
days in prison would not be too difficult either.
They were all going to die anyway. It was most likely that they would not reveal anything about the Island of Despair to the police.
However, Abel was still worried. He was worried that they would eventually talk.
Thus, he needed Amur to take care of those two troublesome individuals.
"Got it," replied Amur. Still, he knew that Abel was putting him in a difficult position.
The men were locked up in X City's police station. How could he possibly take care of Alexsei and Kazimir there?
It was a police station in X City, which was heavily guarded. It was nothing like a Russian police station!
This was an impossible task.
However, it was Abel who proposed it. Amur had no choice but to comply.
Abel clapped his hands in satisfaction. The sound of his palms meeting resonated through the hearts of the other two men.
Was he happy?
Of course not. Who would be happy to lose millions of dollars?
The other two henchmen were startled by Abel's clapping. Amur was the only one who remained calm and composed.
Abel beckoned to the other man and said, "Come here."
The man had no choice but to approach hesitantly. He asked in a low voice, "Boss, is there anything you need?"
“Look at that cowardly look on your face!” Abel raised his hand and slapped the man's face.
The man cried out in pain. “Ouch, it hurts!”
"Useless piece of sh*t! Look at Amur, then look at yourself!” Abel scowled. “Do you know why he can take on missions and make a fortune? Look at him. Then look at how cowardly you are. Is this how the Island of Despair has trained you?"
The two men who were scolded immediately knelt down and begged for forgiveness, "Boss, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry!"
Abel was fed up with their whining. He lifted his leg and delivered a swift kick to the man kneeling nearby.
The man fell back and landed on the ground with his face facing the sky. He hit his head hard on the concrete floor, causing him to grimace in pain.
Amur remained silent as he stood aside and watched this.
He did not show any fear or sympathy.
He had gone through worse. There were only three people in this world who he would have compassion for.
Luca, Eler, and Nyla...
As for the rest of them, they meant nothing to him no matter what they had gone through.
"Shut up. You're making too much noise!" Rage was surging in Abel's chest, knowing that those things were gone forever and he had gained nothing. He would always be in a bad mood.
He successfully silenced the two men.
They dared not plead anymore.
Abel turned to one of them and said, "Call Hera, that b*tch. She'll keep me company tonight!"
He had to vent his anger somehow.
Hera had eyes that looked like Kassy's. He would feel much better when he saw Kassy.
"Yes, Sir!" The man who got kicked immediately rose to his feet and went to inform Hera.
They all knew who Hera was.
She was known as Abel's woman, or more accurately, Abel's plaything. She was not entirely Abel's.
Abel would only call her when he needed her. However, he did not need Hera to stay by his side most of the time.
Hera was not the kind of woman who would remain faithful to Abel either. She would climb up the social ladder and find herself another wealthy man when he did not call for her.
Everyone at the base was aware of what kind of woman she was.
However, they did not tell Abel about it because Abel most definitely knew about it.
After making some arrangements, the man approached Abel servilely. "Boss, it's been arranged. She'll be waiting for you in your suite tonight."
Abel played the role of a pharmaceutical company owner in A City.
He owned a villa in the area in the city to avoid arousing any suspicion.
However, he did not enjoy living in the villa. He would rather stay in a hotel.
Whenever he came here for business, he would stay in a hotel.
Therefore, Abel chose to stay in a hotel when he arranged for Hera to accompany him through the night.
"Hmph." Even though everything had been arranged, Abel was still dissatisfied. He had to figure out how to make up for the money he had lost.
He initially planned to expand his business by taking Pierre's money. Now that he had been rescued, there was no way he could kidnap Pierre again in such a short period of time.
Who else could he kidnap?
Who would be worth such a large amount?
Abel was annoyed. He did not want to offend too many people, considering the strength of the organization now. It was nothing compared to the Island of Despair back then.
He chose the Mallory family because Pierre had offended him before.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2785-Besides, Percy was involved in the operation of wiping out the Island of Despair back then.
That was why Abel had his eyes on the Mallory family.
If Pierre did not commit those offenses that were posted on the internet, Abel would not have been able to target him so easily. After all, Pierre always had someone to accompany him no matter where he went. It was too troublesome to kidnap him.
However, Pierre was alone on the outskirts of A City when it happened. It gave Abel a chance to make a move.
Abel knew that it was difficult to come across such an opportunity.
There might not be another chance in the future.
Hence, if he wanted to make money, he had to shift his attention elsewhere.
Abel was annoyed. He waved his hand and scowled. "Get the f*ck out of there. Go far away. Don't show up in front of me."
Amur was the first to leave when he heard that. The other two men left the room in a hurry as though they had been given a reprieve.
One of the men let out a sigh of relief after leaving the room. Then, he exclaimed, "It's terrifying. Boss looked like he wanted to eat someone alive."
"Right? I'm still in pain after getting kicked just now." The man rubbed the back of his head and his back which were still hurting after falling to the ground just now. Then, he turned to look at Amur calmly.
Was Amur really calm?
Abel's malevolent aura made it seem like he could eat someone alive, but Amur remained indifferent.
He showed no fear.
"Brother Amur, aren't you afraid?" asked the man.
Amur looked at him expressionlessly. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking. "Afraid of what?"
"I was afraid that Boss would kill me just now. Even though it wasn't my fault, it was terrifying to see him flying into a rage..." The man lowered his neck and took out a cigarette to calm himself down like what Amur did.
Although Abel criticized them for not carrying out their tasks well enough, they were all from the Island of Despair. They had blood on their hands.
They had seen many gruesome scenes, but none was as terrifying as Abel when he was angry.
Amur blew out a smoke ring.
Was he afraid? No, he was not.
He was not afraid of anything as long as Abel did not use Luca to threaten him
Being kicked by him was nothing. Abel had even stabbed him twice with a knife, and he had survived.
If Abel wanted someone's life, he would not have wasted so much time being angry and throwing a tantrum. These men did not know him well enough.
If he wanted to end someone's life, he would never give that person a chance to feel intimidated, concerned, or escape from him. He would go straight for it.
Abel was more vicious than any of them. He had more blood on his hands than anyone else.
That was why Amur was not afraid of the angry expression on Abel's face.
"Brother, look at how fearless he is," the other man said as he noticed how calm Amur was. He took his cigarette out and smoked it too. It seemed like he was only satisfying his nicotine craving instead of calming himself down.
They were trembling with fear as they smoked, and even their lips were quivering. It was as though they were frozen in place.
After all, Abel had just caused a sudden drop in the room temperature. The air had turned to ice, and it was a whirlwind of terror.
However, Amur remained calm and indifferent as he smoked. His hands were not shaking at all.
The man who was kicked was eager to find out if Amur was truly not afraid of him...
They thought the only person on the Island of Despair who was not afraid of Abel was Shanks.
They never expected that Amur, who was right in front of them, to also be an extraordinary person.
"Are you really not afraid?" the man asked again as he refused to believe it.
Amur shot him a cold glance. Then, he snuffed out his cigarette and left.
He could not be bothered to talk to these cowards...
Finding a way to deal with the police officers in X City's police station was what mattered the most now.
It was a really tough situation to deal with.
"Brother. He. This..." The man had lost his words.
The other man shook his head.
It was noon time.
Percy had finally arranged for the private hospital to prepare the operating room, along with an anesthetist, an assistant, and a nurse who would assist Johann in performing surgery on Pierre.
They were all found by the director of Faith Hospital. They all had professional titles and were reliable.
Hence, Pierre's face was covered and taken through the hospital corridor to the operating room.
They would definitely be seen while they walked through the corridor.
Many people saw the man lying on the bed with a cloth over his face. They could not help but be curious about who it was. Who would be lying on the bed without moving and with his face covered? However, it was not a white cloth.
It certainly was not someone who had just died and was being taken to the morgue.
Was he a celebrity? Could it be that he could not walk and had to be on the bed with his face covered to avoid being seen?
Everyone made guesses, but no one had the courage to lift the cloth that covered Pierre's face.
Pierre had already woken up.
He could feel the pain all over his body, his neck, and his legs.
It was like he had been run over by a truck.
However, he knew he could not cry out, and he did not have the strength to do so.
After being taken to the operating room, the cloth on his face was removed, and then he was moved onto the bed.
"One, two, three, lift!" The medical staff who were present, except for Johann, shouted to help Pierre onto the bed.
Johann looked at Pierre, who was pale and yellow. He was too weak.
It was risky to perform surgery on him.
However, the chances of him recovering would decrease if he did not undergo surgery.
Johann probably knew that Pierre was destined to be a cripple, but he still wanted to give it a try. There was still a one percent chance that the bones could heal.
That way, it would not be too obvious even if he was walking with a limp.
"The patient is too weak. He must be under general anesthesia. We must choose the superior vena cava for intravenous infusion. Notify the blood bank to prepare some blood. Otherwise, I'm afraid he won't survive this surgery," said Johann.
There were many unknown risks during the surgery.
Although bone grafting was not a difficult surgery, given the patient's extreme weakness, anything could go wrong during the operation, making it a risky procedure.
Therefore, Johann approached the surgery with caution, despite considering it to be a simple task.
He informed Percy of all the possible risks that could arise during the surgery, and Percy signed the consent form.
Pierre was in a dazed state but suddenly heard Johann say that he might not make it through the surgery...
He opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound.
Johann knew he had something to say.
Even though Pierre was despicable, Johann believed that a doctor's job was to save lives. He would not discriminate against his patients during the surgery.
"You can speak," said Johann. Pierre had not been intubated yet. He was unable to speak at the moment because he was weak.
Pierre took a deep breath and muttered slowly, "Dr. Park, save me."
"Don't worry, I'm a doctor. I'll do my best to save you," replied Johann. He promised to do his best, but he could not promise that everything would turn out fine.
Pierre's leg would most likely be crippled. Even if he survived, it would not be considered a complete success.
"I don't want to be a cripple. Dr. Park, please help me^" Pierre believed that Johann was capable of doing anything. Hence, he begged him to make the surgery a successful one.
As long as Johann was serious enough, Pierre was confident that he would be able to walk without a limp!
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2786-Johann could not promise him that.
He turned to the anesthesiologist and said, "Get ready."
The anesthesiologist nodded and turned to Pierre to confirm his identity. "Mr. Mallory, as per usual protocol, we'll need to verify your identity first," said the anesthesiologist.
"Your name, please."
"Pierre Mallory," replied Pierre cooperatively.
"Age?"
Johann drew his attention away from Pierre and checked the tools he would be needing.
Even though it was not his job, he had to be cautious and double-check everything.
He had his own surgical team at the hospital he was working at. Everyone was aware of his surgical procedures, but he was at a different hospital now.
These people were elite doctors selected by the hospital director, but being an elite doctor did not mean anything to him if they had never worked with him before.
Johann explained some of his surgical habits to the surgical nurse and assistant so that they could work in coordination with him to avoid any trouble.
This was the first time these people had worked with Johann.
They were all excited because Johann was famous in the medical industry.
They were even more thrilled to learn that Johann could perform orthopedic surgeries as well. That was why everyone said that Johann was a versatile doctor. Any hospital that could have him working for them would be lucky.
Rumor had it that their hospital director also wanted to recruit Johann back then, but he rejected the offer without a second thought.
His reason was commendable.
Johann said that his goal as a doctor was to solve patients' problems. He would not discriminate between the rich and the poor. If he worked in this hospital, the patients he would be taking care of were only from the upper echelons of society.
This way, he would miss out on many special cases.
After all, illness did not discriminate against people according to their wealth. Complex diseases usually would not occur in wealthy people.
Johann needed to encounter more cases to enrich his experience and surgical skills to truly be able to help his patients.
Their hospital director was disappointed for a long time after Johann rejected his offer.
However, everyone at the hospital had heard of Johann's name. It was an honor for them to be able to work with him on one surgery. Others would be envious if they could talk about it in the future.
Although they could not reveal the patient's information, they could still mention the chief surgeon's name.
It was common for hospitals to ask for other doctors to handle complex surgeries. They would not be curious about the patient's identity. Instead, they would like to know about the patient's illness when
they mentioned Johann's name.
Johann gave his instructions to the team. Pierre was put under anesthesia.
"Dr. Park, everything's stable," reported the anesthesiologist.
"Okay. This is our first time working together. It's also my first time performing surgery in this hospital. I hope we have a pleasant cooperation and give the patient a new life.” After Johann said that, he started operating.
A bone must be reconnected when it broke. The nerves might also be damaged. It was a complicated task.
After Pierre's leg was broken, he was tortured more than once. There were many small bone fragments at the fractured bone site. Johann did his best to piece them back together.
It was essential for Pierre's mobility in the future.
Therefore, the surgery was both simple and complicated at the same time. It took a long time.
"Dr. Park, the nerve fibers here are severely detached.” The assistant noticed a concerning issue.
"We'll deal with it later," Johann had his own surgical plan.
Old Master Mallory was waiting anxiously outside the operation room.
When Percy told him that there was no need to pay the ransom, he was startled for a moment.
He was relieved after he found out that Pierre had been rescued.
However, no one told him that Pierre's condition was not good.
He only found out after waiting for a long time and questioning Mr. Bennet, who revealed that Pierre's right leg had been broken by those despicable kidnappers for quite some time. He was currently undergoing surgery at this hospital.
Therefore, he rushed over as quickly as possible.
Old Master Mallory was not afraid of arousing police suspicion either. After all, it was normal for an elderly person to enter and leave the hospital.
Who could possibly suspect him?!
Percy and Old Master Mallory sat on the chair and waited.
The operating room was well-concealed with no other patients' relatives waiting there. There was only the Mallory family waiting here together with their butler and maid.
They did not inform their relatives that Pierre had been sent to the hospital. After all, it would increase the risk of exposing Pierre's situation if another person knew about it.
As Old Master Mallory looked at the light in front of the operating room, he furrowed his brow, contemplating the situation.
The kidnapping of Pierre seemed to be Percy's fault, but he could not put all the blame on him. As Percy said, those people who kidnapped Pierre had been holding a grudge against Pierre for a long time.
Pierre kept provoking them, testing their limits. Hence, they took the opportunity to kidnap him.
It was Percy who gave them the chance to do so. After all, it was he who exposed what Pierre had done on the internet.
However, it was not entirely Pierre's fault.
If Pierre had never done those things, no one could have taken advantage of his injured leg.
After analyzing the situation repeatedly, Old Master Mallory came to the conclusion that Percy played a driving role in this matter, but Pierre was the one who brought this upon himself.
The other party would not have had the chance to kidnap him if he had never done those things.
However, based on what Percy said, Pierre would have been dealt with either way.
After all, he had provoked someone he should not have.
Even if Pierre was not kidnapped, they would still come looking for him anytime.
This was how Old Master Mallory analyzed the situation, but he still had not completely eased the tension between him and Percy.
Even though Percy had saved Pierre and showed their brotherhood this time, the old master felt uncomfortable. Percy had resolutely chosen Nina. It was like a thorny vine entangling his heart.
He just could not accept it!
Old Master Mallory used to think that his most outstanding grandson could marry a better wife and bring the Mallory family to a higher level.
However, Percy had chosen Nina, a woman with a tarnished reputation. She was someone who could not even help him with anything.
This was not the granddaughter-in-law he had been anticipating!
Pierre's surgery lasted for eight hours.
The red light in the operating room went out around 8:30 pm. Johann walked out with a slightly exhausted look on his face.
Old Master Mallory rose to his feet and walked toward him with a walking cane in his hand. He asked, "Dr. Park, how is Pierre doing?"
Johann reported on the surgery's situation, "The surgery went smoothly. We've fixed the broken bones and connected them with steel plates and screws. He'll need a year to recover before the steel plates and screws can be removed. But I don't know how fast he can recover after the surgery."
Old Master Mallory's heart sank. He immediately asked, "What do you mean?"
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2780-Seeing that Pierre could figure this much out after seeing Leroy, Gordan knew that Pierre was not a fool.
It was his tactics that were brutal.
He did not even blink twice about using such dirty tactics to deal with someone.
He was even willing to go that far.
“What are you blabbering about? Just knock him out and take him away." Leroy noticed that Pierre's leg was bandaged and fixed with two pieces of wood.
He was actually a cripple now.
Even if he decided to follow them, their people would have to carry him on their shoulders like a princess.
"Is it really worth wasting my drug on him?" Gordan said as he gave a karate chop to Pierre's neck, and he instantly fainted.
Leroy patted his dizzy head and said, "Why did that move of yours help me blow off steam?"
"Why don't you try?" Gordan joked.
"Alright, the police will probably be here soon. Mr. Mallory was right, he must be sent to the hospital. You guys carry him away," Leroy ordered his men.
Two strong men carried the unconscious Pierre and left through the balcony.
After the people from the Island of Despair kidnapped Pierre here, they had surveillance cameras installed at the door to see who came by.
The only way not to be seen was through the balcony and down the stairs next door.
Fortunately, the stairs in the next room were separated from the rest. The first and second floors had different doors but shared the same stairs, so even if people were alarmed by the sound of a gunshot, they would not show up unexpectedly.
Besides, everyone was afraid of dying...
The few of them went back the way they came from and realized that it was hard to jump over to the other side with Pierre on their shoulders. However, it was a good thing that Pierre was a six feet tall man because he could just lie straight across the two balconies.
Gordan forcefully removed Pierre's bandage before tying it around Pierre's chest and jumping over with the bandage in hand.
Then, the people behind him picked Pierre's feet up and transferred him to the other side. They were like ants transporting food.
At the same time, Gordan was pulling the bandage until Pierre's legs were on the edge of one balcony and his head was on the other. Then, another person jumped over to help Gordan pull his entire body to the other side.
Everyone put on gas masks after putting Pierre down, not because they were worried about fainting but because they were worried about being recognized by the people in the building when leaving.
There were always nosy people who would risk getting shot just to take a peek.
Naturally, they would try to steer away from such trouble.
After being tossed around, Pierre was carried on the shoulders by one of the men again, and they all left quickly.
They were in the suburbs, so it would take around 20 minutes for the nearest police to arrive.
By then, Gordan and the others would have already escaped to where Percy's people were stationed at.
“How's Mr. Pierre?" the driver asked when he saw Gordan and Leroy carrying him into the car.
“His leg is broken, but we didn't do it. Our top priority right now is to have the doctor take care of it, but we don't know how long it's been like that. His leg might actually be impaired." Gordan prepared them for the worst.
His men had gone back to being fake local tenants in their homes, and it was only him and Leroy in the vehicle.
"How did Mr. Pierre faint, then?" the person in the passenger seat asked as he called Percy.
"He didn't want to come with us, so we had him knocked out. How else were we able to escape unharmed?" What Gordan said was only half true.
Leroy was once again amazed at his ability to lie through his teeth.
He really had a way with words!
They did not ask anything else and drove away.
The person in the passenger seat called Percy to report on the situation.
Gordan followed suit and called Luke.
It seemed like the situation had been resolved, but Pierre was doomed to sacrifice something after getting kidnapped...
Gordan looked at his leg. A six feet tall heir with a bad temper and a lame leg. Would daughters of wealthy families accept him?
Karma was a b*tch, indeed.
They drove to the clinic that Johann had rented out.
The clinic belonged to Johann's friend, who was indebted to him. When he asked to borrow it for a day, he let him use it without any questions asked.
All the staff in the clinic were given a day off, and there was even a sign at the door that stated so.
When they arrived, Gordan and Leroy let the two other men carry Pierre instead.
Johann frowned as he watched Pierre be carried in because Luke's prediction was spot on.
Luke had him wait here for Pierre because he predicted that he was going to be carried in unconscious.
“Put him on the bed," Johann directed the two men immediately, and they did as they were told.
Johann asked Gordan, "Are any of you hurt?"
"Nope, but Mr. Pierre is badly injured. His leg is broken, and when we found him, they had fixed it with only wooden planks and bandages. It was a hassle when carrying him, so we removed them. Is that okay, Dr. Park?" Gordan asked casually.
Percy's people frowned when they heard Gordan's words.
Johann shook his head and said, "I'd have to check to find out..."novelbin
He noticed that the two men were upset, so he said, "Even if there's something wrong, you had nothing to do with it. Besides, his leg wasn't broken today. Not to mention, he was unconscious. It must've been a bumpy ride, so it would've been the same with or without the planks."
Percy's people loosened up a little after hearing that because they thought that Gordan had done it on purpose.
"I didn't want to escape with that big guy on my back. If we had woken someone up and they opened fire, someone would call the police. We only knocked him out because we had no time to argue with Mr. Pierre," Gordan repeated what he said in the car.
He had reported the same thing to Luke earlier.
"That's enough talking. Doctor, please check on Mr. Pierre's condition," said one of the men.
"I know." Johann rolled his eyes. Pierre was just unconscious with a broken leg, but they were acting as if he was going to die.
With his sharp eyes, he knew at first glance where Pierre's leg was broken and how long it had been broken.
Some people would have died of excessive bleeding from the fractured bone, but Pierre looked like he had been injured for days.
Thus, the broken bone would not kill him, but because he did not receive immediate treatment, his leg might be impaired.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2787-“The patient's leg was not fixed right after it was broken, and he was moved roughly, so there are a lot more fractures in the broken bone. There are also signs of nerve fiber degeneration, and if they don't develop in the right direction, they might become necrotic. Although it won't affect his walking, his posture might..." Johann looked at Percy, believing he understood what he said.
After cutting open Pierre's flesh, Johann saw how broken the bone was and knew that the one percent chance was basically impossible.
The internal condition was terrible! Even a miracle doctor would not be able to guarantee Pierre a perfect leg.
Old Master Mallory understood what he meant and said, "Are you saying he'll be impaired?"
"I'm sorry, but it's always difficult in the beginning. Perhaps he'll get better after physiotherapy," Johann said everything he wanted to say.
During the operation, he tried to put together whatever he could, and he removed whatever he could not. He also removed the flesh that seemed necrotic so as to prevent Pierre from infection after the surgery.
Old Master Mallory sighed and said slowly, "A crime was still committed."
"During the operation, the patient didn't go through excessive bleeding, so he's in stable condition. The patient will be sent to the ward when he wakes up, so his family can wait there," said Johann. He gave Pierre general anesthesia, so it would take time for him to wake up.
"Thank you, Dr. Park," said Percy.
He had mentally prepared himself for Percy's operation, and he asked Johann to do whatever he could to save Pierre's leg.
Pierre was an egoistic person. If his leg was impaired, he would either be devastated or go crazy.
No matter what his reaction would be, it certainly would not be good for him or the Mallory family.
In the end, no one could do anything about it.
Old Master Mallory yelled, "He committed a crime!"
Percy said to the butler next to him, "Help Grandpa into Pierre's ward."
"Yes." The butler cautiously stepped forward to help, but Old Master Mallory was hit so hard by Pierre's accident that he could not even stand straight.
In the end, the butler asked the nurse to bring over a wheelchair to push Old Master Mallory into the ward.
Percy had arranged a VIP ward for Pierre.
It was the innermost ward on the top floor, and it was the most private.
The dean was also smart enough to assign two nurses to work in shifts for Pierre as other nurses were not allowed to enter the ward to prevent the news of Pierre recovering in a ward from spreading.
When they entered the ward, Percy sat on the sofa and informed everyone about Pierre's condition.
He was not seeking comfort from them as all of their efforts helped ensure Pierre's safe return.
The technology Gordan used was provided by Jim.
Gordan was independent, but Leroy, who worked with him, was one of Luke's people.
Therefore, Percy told them about Pierre's situation as a courtesy.
Luke did not respond to Percy's text.
Whether Pierre was dead or alive had nothing to do with him.
Right when Luke put down his phone, it vibrated again.
He picked it up and took a glance.
This time, it was from Marcos.
[Have you read the notice from the police?] Marcos asked.
Police notice? Luke guessed that it was about Matysh, so he clicked on the local police's social media.
Usually, when the police issued a notice, they would put it up on social media as well.
If he could read about everything there, he would not have to click into their website and search for the notice.
Sure enough, it was a notice that Matysh was confirmed to be detained.
Not only was he charged with sexually assaulting women, but he was also charged with robbery and assault.
The details of the robbery and assault case were not shared, but Luke and everyone else could guess that the investigating police found evidence of a connection between Matysh and the group of people who broke into Norman Residence. Otherwise, they would not have released this notice.
Luke replied Marcos: [I saw it.]
[I've read all the information you gave me, and I'll investigate tomorrow, but I need your help.] Marcos did not try to hide the fact that he needed Luke's help.
The moment the police arrest notice was released, Ethan was going to get busy, so he had no time to keep an eye on him.
However, he was not sure if the family had secretly sent anyone other than Ethan to watch over him.
Therefore, he needed Luke's help.
“No problem. We're done with Pierre's situation, so I can send Gale to help you," Luke agreed.
Marcos wanted to find his biological mother, but he could not let the people in Russia know that, so he needed someone to cover for him.
Gale had a lot of experience doing these things, so he could be of help to Marcos.
Moreover, Gale and Marcos had similar figures, so it was not a problem for him to pretend to be Marcos.
“Thank you. If there's anything you need help with in the future, just let me know. I'll return the favor," said Marcos.
To him, finding his biological mother was the most important thing.
Although he had been independent for years and he could single-handedly handle the family business, he had never stopped longing for maternal love.
When he found out that his mother was still alive, finding her became his top priority.
Marcos put away his phone and kept the documents in the locked case he brought with him.
He could not let anyone in the family see this document.novelbin
Otherwise, they would hurt his mother.
Knock, knock, knock. There was a violent knock on the door.
Ding dong, ding dong. The doorbell rang continuously as Marcos got up.
He did not have to look through the peephole to know who was standing at the door.
"Mr. Ethan, what are you doing here this late?" He had not actually left his hotel the entire day. Ethan even came to knock on the door a few times, but he eventually gave up.
He did not come out because he was waiting for the police's notice.
Luke said that there was a high chance that the police in A City would issue a notice to arrest Matysh today, so he was waiting for that.
As soon as the announcement was made, Ethan would have no time to watch him, let alone knock on his door.
Except tonight, of course.
Ethan could not rush to the police station now.
Even lawyers had to be wary of the time when handling affairs.
"Mr. Matysh's notice was released. Have you seen it?" Ethan's expression did not look good.
He could not read the notice, but Marcos had arranged an interpreter for him.
The first thing he did when he met the interpreter was to tell him to keep an eye on police announcements. If they were about Matysh, he would translate and send them to him immediately.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2788-Right before this, the translator had sent him the translated detention notice.
Thus, Ethan immediately came knocking on Marcos' door.
“Police notice? I didn't receive it," said Marcos. Ethan did not know that he was able to understand a bit of the language here. After he translated the entire thing into Russian with his other phone and restructured the sentences, he could basically understand everything.
"Are you even Matysh's nephew?" Ethan was upset with his behavior. Was he not concerned about Matysh? He did not seem to care at all.
"If I'm not his nephew, does that make you his nephew?" Marcos asked.
Ethan was triggered.
He wanted to be blood-related to Matysh so he could gain more benefits instead of just being the family lawyer.
Although he was a well-known lawyer in the industry back home, who would choose to be a lawyer when they could have a huge family business and endless riches?
He chose to study law just to make a living.
However, the thought of Marcos having the woman's filthy blood in him disgusted him. Thus, he said, "Don't give me that nonsense! I don't want to be you."
Marcos knew that he did not want to be him because he had the blood and genes of a commoner.
"If you're paying attention to Matysh's situation, then I'll know about it sooner or later. Besides, I assigned you an interpreter. I don't even have one, so I can't understand the newspapers and media
here. So, I only have you to rely on for news. What did the notice say?" He perfectly shifted the blame on him and brought the conversation back to the main topic.
Ethan's face turned even gloomier. "You're useless! If Matysh were to rely on you, he might have to spend his whole life in prison! The police have issued notices for two cases now."
"Two? Didn't Uncle Matysh only commit one sexual harassment crime?" Marcos pretended to be surprised, but Luke had already told him what he had done in A City.
Matysh was so empty-headed that he thought that he was above the law.
This was not A City, yet he still dared to break into Jack's house.
According to Luke, Jack and his wife were still living in VIP wards to avoid trouble!
"How would I know? The police in A City must have made a mistake. Those idiots!" Ethan cursed at them.
Marcos pretended not to hear him.
“You have to find out what Uncle Matysh did in A City." He rubbed his chin and leaned against the door frame with a lazy look in his eyes.
Compared to Ethan's tense and serious look, Marcos looked like he did not care about Matysh at all!
Although Ethan did not agree with what he said, he still agreed with his methods. "Tomorrow, you'll go to the police station with me."
"I'm going too?" Marcos frowned. What was he going to do there? See what a joke Matysh was?
"Of course. Don't forget that he's your uncle," Ethan reminded him. He made mental notes of all this so that when Matysh's issue was over, he would tell Matysh and throw Marcos under the bus.
"I'm not a lawyer, and I don't understand the language and law in A City. I might have some connections in Russia, but I have none here. What can I do there?" Marcos asked Ethan. If he went, Matysh might get even angrier.
For as long as he could remember, Matysh's arrogance had left a mark on him.
After being held in custody, Matysh must be extra humiliated right now.
Russians had a lot of hair, so they needed to groom themselves frequently to look presentable. How could Matysh maintain his image in a detention center?
Marcos could already foresee how angry Matysh would be if he appeared in front of him all dapperly dressed.
"This concerns your family. As a member of your family, you should put in more effort." Ethan did not think as far as Marcos.
Marcos looked at Ethan with a half-smile.
After being the family lawyer for so long, he still did not know Matysh well.
Marcos nodded in agreement. "Fine. You were the one who asked me to go, so don't regret it tomorrow.'
After his warning, Ethan had a bad feeling, so he forcefully gave him a warning too, "I'm telling you, you'd better behave at the police station."
"Don't worry, I won't cause trouble. Now, if there's nothing else, I'd like to rest," Marcos closed the door right after without waiting for Ethan's reply.
However, he did not go to sleep. Instead, he opened the closet.
He knew that he was going to be in A City for some time, so he took out all his clothes and hung them in the hotel closet.
Marcos took out a suit and decided that he was going to wear it to the police station tomorrow.
He would look neat and tidy while Matysh would look miserable. The contrast in their looks would hurt Matysh's ego even more.
On the other hand...
After Leia got Mandy's call, she had a bad feeling.
Before they could find out whether it was the Matysh they knew who was locked up in the police station, the police issued a notice about him.
She knew that Matysh was locked up because of the sexual assault case.
At that time, Mandy and Leia were guessing whether it was him because of the name.
After seeing the case stated in the notice, Leia's heart dropped. It was over!
It was really the Matysh they knew!
Leia started trembling uncontrollably on the hospital bed.
Matysh was under the control of the police in A City, and he was being charged with another crime. If he confessed to everything, Mandy and she would not be able to escape!
She had to leave before the police took action.
Leia still had the money Matysh gave her, so it was easy for her to leave.
Thus, Leia hopped off the hospital bed.
The nurse knew what she was doing as she knew the police's every move.
The moment the police issued the notice, she received it too.
The nurse put down her snack and dialed a phone number before putting the phone in the pocket of her shirt. “Ms. Norman, why did you get out of bed? Are you going to the bathroom?"
“Just eat your snack. Why are you so nosy?" Leia rolled her eyes and hid her anxiousness.
It was a good thing her complexion was sallow, so she could hide her paleness.
The nurse pretended to feel hurt. "But I care about you."
Then, she knocked on her clothes pocket.
However, she was not actually knocking on her pocket but the phone inside her pocket.
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2789-The caretaker was not randomly knocking. She was tapping their secret communication code.
She was telling Rain that Leia was trying to escape.
Leia ignored her and opened the wardrobe. She took out her clothes and went to the bathroom to get changed. She was stopped by the caretaker when she came out of the bathroom.
"Ms. Norman, why did you change into your own clothes? You even took off the hospital gown,” said Hadley.
The caretaker gestured toward the hospital patient gown that she was holding.
In this moment of surprise and astonishment, the caretaker's reaction was really swift.
"It's none of your business!" Leia snapped at her impatiently.
The caretaker was accustomed to her bad temper. "I'm your caretaker. I must keep an eye on everything that concerns you. Your grandmother will blame me if anything happens!"
"I'm leaving the hospital. You can get lost. Ask my grandmother to pay you." Leia scowled. She did not even want to pay the caretaker her salary.
Before the caretaker could respond, the woman in the next bed burst into laughter.
"This is hilarious. Has she lost her mind? Claiming that she wants to get discharged in the middle of the night, does she think she's at home? Do you expect the doctors to process your discharge at this hour?"
The woman was looking at the TV when she said that.
However, the TV show was not playing a hospital-related drama at all.
Leia's face turned ugly. She knew the woman was mocking her!
Just as Leia was about to explode, the woman added, "That's strange. Changing into her own clothes in the middle of the night and claiming that she wants to get discharged from the hospital... Is she trying to avoid paying the medical expenses, by any chance?”
Leia could not hold back anymore. She wanted to argue with her.
However, the caretaker, who was behind her, asked, "Ms. Norman, please stay calm. Have you forgotten what happened a couple of days ago?"
Leia was startled for a moment.
She could not control her temper and nearly got into a fight with this elderly woman who just got admitted to the hospital a few days ago.
The woman was hot-tempered. She was not as timid as the previous woman. After Leia unleashed a torrent of scathing remarks, the woman did not hold back and scolded back.
Their voices transmitted through the wards with surprising clarity. Their sharp exchange echoed down the corridor, and everyone gathered to witness the spectacle.
The caretakers, nurses, head nurses, attending physicians, and even the chief physician came but could not stop the war.
Leia almost got into a fight with the woman.
However, the war finally ended when the chief physician instructed the head nurse to call the police to handle the matter.
Leia hesitated.
The woman was not afraid of the police and continued to insult her, but Leia remained silent because she was afraid of the police.
Leia had been staying in the hospital, refusing to get discharged. Moreover, Jack and Queenie were still in the ward upstairs. Another reason why Leia was reluctant to leave was that she was worried the police would come to take her statement.
As long as Leia remained in the hospital, she could use her poor health, dizziness, or accelerated heartbeat as an excuse to avoid giving her statement to the police.
She would not have such an opportunity once she got back home.
As Leia reflected on what happened that day, she decided that it was not worth it to get into an argument with this woman as it would only summon the police.
The mere thought of facing the police left Leia trembling with fear in these turbulent times. Hence, she chose to keep quiet and endure it. She took a deep breath and sat on the hospital bed. Then, she spoke in a stiff tone, "I'd like to get discharged tomorrow."
"Alright, Ms. Norman. Please change into your hospital gown first. The nurses will be making their rounds soon. They'll be annoyed if they notice that you're not wearing hospital attire," urged the caretaker.
Reluctantly, Leia took the hospital gown and walked back to the bathroom to get changed.
The caretaker smiled at the woman.
She was amused by the ongoing banter between Leia and the elderly woman.
Unfortunately, Leia was afraid of escalating the situation to the point where the police would be involved.
Another patient in the ward bed beside reminded the caretaker, "She needs to inform the doctor or nurse the night before if she'd like to get discharged tomorrow.”
"Okay, I'll inform the nurse on duty now," said the caretaker with a smile on her face as she left the ward.
The doctor had long wanted Leia to be discharged, but she kept finding excuses to stay.
If her attending physician found out she was willing to get discharged from the hospital tomorrow, they would probably be delighted to hear that!
After Leia's doctor arrived the next day, she confidently walked into his office and informed him of her decision to be discharged.
The doctor could not be happier and secretly exclaimed that he could finally free up a bed for another patient. He immediately issued Leia's discharge letter.
The caretaker continued to help Leia to settle the fees and medical expenses. Finally, she was handed the discharge letter.
She handed everything to Leia.
"Ms. Norman, the hospital isn't a good place to be in. Now that you're discharged, take care of yourself and don't come back," said the caretaker with a smile on her face.
Leia rolled her eyes and replied, "Stop being annoying."
After that, Leia picked up her luggage and left.
The other woman could not stand it any longer and immediately said to the caretaker, “Look at you. You're so kind, but she took your heartfelt wishes as nothing. How foolish must she be to become such
a person?"
The caretaker smiled and replied, "Well, I've gotten used to it."
"Even if you have a good temper, you can't tolerate her like that!" The woman shook her head. If it were not for her daughter-in-law taking care of her, she might have considered hiring the caretaker.
She was cheerful, attentive, and hardworking, She was a good caretaker.
"We caretakers have to be good-tempered, don't we?" asked the caretaker. It was nothing but a facade she put on.
She thought to herself, 'Will the woman still think that I'm good-tempered if she knows that I can easily throw a six-feet-three man over my shoulder?'
It was just a facade. Who did not know how to do that?
"Oh, did she pay you?" The woman reminded the caretaker. She seemed to have forgotten about the payment earlier.
"Ms. Norman's grandmother will settle the bill," replied the caretaker. Leia was discharged from the hospital, so it was time for her to leave as well. Thus, she turned to the other two elderly women in the ward and said, "Madams, I'm leaving now. I wish you a speedy recovery."
As they watched the caretaker leave, the woman from earlier could not help but heave a sigh. "She's the most unique caretaker I've ever seen."
"Isn't that right? Anyone who can tolerate Ms. Norman's temper is truly exceptional," said the other woman who was lying on her ward bed.
...
After being discharged, Leia hailed a taxi and returned to the apartment she rented.
She did not take the opportunity to go back to the Normans' residence. Perhaps it was due to guilt or fear of being reminded of what happened, she hesitated and chose to return to her apartment.
The maid was taken aback when Leia returned. "Ms. Norman, you're back. Did the doctor allow you to get discharged?"
Unaware of Leia's inner fear, the maid assumed her prolonged hospital stay was due to her poor health. She could not help but worry at the thought of how much Leia hated the hospital.
Leia rolled her eyes and replied, "Could I be discharged without the doctor's permission? Have you been slacking off? Did you make sure to clean my bedroom?"
The maid was aware of Leia's mysophobia. She immediately shook her head and said, "Even though you haven't been staying in your bedroom lately, I still clean it every other day."
Twins In Her Womb: Sir President Please Be Gentle Chapter 2790-Leia reminded her in a hushed tone, "I'm going to take a nap. Don't open the door no matter who rings the doorbell later. Just pretend that no one is home."
The maid nodded in agreement and replied, "Yes, Ms. Norman."
As Leia stepped into the bedroom, she turned around and reminded her again, "Keep in mind that I don't want to be disturbed during my nap. So, don't open the door to whoever rings the doorbell."
"Got it," replied the maid. Even though she found it strange, she refrained from probing further.
After Leia closed her bedroom door, the maid picked up her phone and sent a message to Jack: [Ms. Norman was discharged from the hospital today. She told me not to open the door no matter who rings the doorbell.]
After a while, Jack replied to her message: [Okay.]
It was noontime.
The apartment's doorbell kept ringing.
The maid stood hesitantly in front of the smart doorbell camera, unsure of what to do.
Leia's instructions were clear. She told her not to open the door for anyone.
However, the person ringing the doorbell seemed to be certain that someone was inside the house. The person was constantly pressing the doorbell without stopping.
The maid reluctantly muted the doorbell as she was concerned that the noise would disturb Leia.
However, even with the doorbell muted, the smart doorbell camera continued to light up. The person outside continued to ring the doorbell.
The maid could see that the person ringing the bell was a woman through the camera. She appeared to be older than Leia, but she was much younger than the maid.
Jack called when the maid decided to ignore the person outside the door.
She immediately answered, "Yes, Mr. Norman?”
"Is someone ringing the doorbell?" asked Jack.
"Yes, Sir,” replied the maid, puzzled. Could it be that the woman outside was sent by Jack?
"She's here to take care of Leia. Let her in. She'll be responsible for attending to Leia's physical wellbeing from now on, while you take care of her daily life," said Jack.
Relieved to learn that she was not being dismissed, the maid set her worries aside and opened the door for the woman. She thought to herself that having someone to share the responsibility of taking care of Leia would be beneficial to her. Leia was not an easy person to attend to, after all.
After a while, a knock on the door echoed from outside.
The maid went to open it.
The woman standing at the door was the caretaker who had taken care of Leia at the hospital.
She was indeed assigned to keep an eye on Leia, but she did not force herself to come here. It was Leia's grandmother who admired her working attitude and how she had taken care of Leia at the hospital. That was why she hired her to continue taking care of Leia.
All of this was orchestrated by Jack.
Luke mentioned it to him, and Jack immediately came up with this solution.
Jack approached Leia's grandmother, expressing concern about Leia's physical condition. He suggested hiring a caretaker from the hospital to take care of her.
However, Jack also conveyed to Leia's grandmother that he did not want Leia to know it was his arrangement. After all, Leia had become distant from him. If she found out he was behind it, she would definitely turn it down.
Leia's grandmother was quite pleased when Jack showed concern for her granddaughter. She agreed and made the arrangements while stating that they were her own orders.
It would be difficult for Leia to refuse when it was arranged by her grandmother.
Having someone constantly by Leia's side was much better than watching her day and night at the apartment entrance.
Perhaps Leia heard the noises coming from the living room. She pushed open the bedroom door not long after the caretaker came in.
She widened her eyes and could not help but ask when she saw the caretaker standing in her living room, "What are you doing here?"
"Hello, Ms. Norman. Old Mrs. Norman sent me here to take care of you," said the caretaker as she spoke with a smile on her face.
Leia had a lingering sense of unease and suspicion. "Don't lie to me."
"Old Mrs. Norman sent me here. You may call her if you refuse to believe me," said the caretaker confidently. Jack had already taken care of these details.
Leia decided to make the call.
Then, Old Mrs. Norman spoke kindly and caringly as she admitted that she had arranged for the caretaker to continue taking care of Leia.
She believed that having a caretaker dedicated to taking care of Leia's health would be better than relying on a maid. It gave her peace of mind.
There was no way Leia could reject such a kind gesture in front of her grandmother!
After all, her grandmother was the only one who still cared about her in the entire Norman family. She would be one step closer to being expelled from the Norman family if she lost her only support.
The caretaker smiled when Leia hung up the call. The look on her face was telling her that she did not lie to her.
Leia was frustrated looking at the caretaker's smiling face. The caretaker always had a smile on her face no matter how many times Leia scolded her. It seemed like the angrier Leia got, the happier she was.
In the end, Leia was the only one upset.
"I don't have any spare rooms here. And I don't need you to take care of me. Hand me the money my grandmother gave you and leave. Get out of here and go back to the hospital." Leia immediately wanted her out.
However, she did not forget to take the money back when she tried to kick her out.
The caretaker secretly mumbled to herself, "What a miser..."
However, she had prepared herself before coming here. Therefore, she said, "Ms. Norman, doesn't this apartment have a maid's room?"
"I already have a maid. She's already moved in," said Leia.
"But it's a bunk bed.” The caretaker pointed at the maid's room, which had its door wide open.
It was indeed a bunk bed. The maid did not have many things in the room either. The top bunk was empty as the maid was sleeping on the bottom bed.
Leia was at a loss for words.
The caretaker added, "You'll have to talk to Old Mrs. Norman if you'd like to dismiss me. She's the one who hired me, after all. I appreciate how much she trusts me. I can't just take my pay and leave, right?"
Leia became furious when the nurse blatantly ignored her request to hand over her salary.
The caretaker asked, "Would you like to discuss the matter of dismissing me with Old Mrs. Norman?"
Leia did not dare to do so.
She dared not to defy Old Mrs. Norman's wishes. Even though she despised the caretaker, there was nothing she could do. Her face turned red, then she turned around and returned to her bedroom.
The bedroom door was slammed shut with a loud bang.
The maid felt somewhat awkward. Leia rejected the caretaker, but she had no choice and could only accept Old Mrs. Norman's arrangement.
The caretaker was put in an awkward position...
The maid broke the silence and said, "Ms. Norman has a bad temper, but she won't harm anyone. Don't take it personally."
The caretaker smiled. She secretly wondered if verbally abusing someone was considered harming someone even if it was not a kind of physical harm.
Leia had a venomous tongue.
"It's okay. I was Ms. Norman's caretaker when she was staying at the hospital. I'm used to it. She's just all bark and no bite." The caretaker felt disgusted with herself for defending Leia.
It was nonsense...
Leia had a sharp tongue and a heart made of stone!
The maid understood the situation and said, "That's why you look so familiar. So it's you."
The caretaker looked different after she took off her hospital uniform. The maid did not visit the hospital often. That was why she failed to recognize the caretaker as the one who had been taking care of Leia while she was in the hospital.