The doctors present couldn’t help but have a mixture of contempt in their eyes when looking at Sumr Monroe, rather than just reverence.
As doctors, saving lives is their duty, yet she opened her mouth and asked the newly awakened patient for money!
This is a stain on their profession!
No matter how good one’s dical skills are, this stain cannot be covered.
Just as everyone was about to scold Sumr Monroe, she coolly spoke, "Who said I want money? I saved your life; you should be honest with now."
Everyone was taken aback, but the young man understood Sumr Monroe’s words, his pupils constricted, and his face showed an uncontainable panic.
Sumr Monroe didn’t miss any micro-expression on the boy’s face, completely confirming her suspicions.
This young man poisoned himself and then frad the Midnight Coffee House.
As for his opportunistic brother, he obviously knew about this too.
Sumr Monroe coldly opened her mouth, "Your mother doesn’t know about your plan, does she?"
"I..." The boy found himself unable to et Sumr Monroe’s gaze because her eyes seed to see through his soul.
He looked away, making excuses, "I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m very tired and want to rest."
"Rest?" Sumr Monroe raised an eyebrow, "Seems like you don’t know your mother’s situation, do you? When she found out about your incident, she fainted, and we don’t know if she’s woken up yet."
"My mom..." The boy’s head snapped around, obvious panic in his eyes.
Sumr Monroe confird that this boy was different from his brother.
That’s good; she found his weak spot.
Sumr Monroe spoke again, "You have hemophilia, but the nurse told your mother didn’t know about this. I guess... you did all this for your dical expenses, didn’t you?"
The boy instinctively shook his head, "I didn’t..."
Sumr Monroe didn’t want to waste ti with him and directly said, "As long as you confess, Ross Hospital will cover all your dical expenses, and any future blood transfusions or treatnts will be free."
The boy bit his lip, saying nothing, but inside he was already wavering.
Sumr Monroe continued, "But if... you don’t want to admit it, we also have ways to make you admit it. The poison in your body is very rare and must be combined with coffee to be effective. It’s not difficult to trace the source of the snake venom. But by then... not only will you get nothing, but you might end up in prison. How do you think your mother would feel knowing her son frad a coffee shop for money? She might think you’d be better off dead from the illness! A life without conscience is a life wasted!"
Sumr Monroe’s words were straightforward, and the boy’s eyes showed a look of pain.
The boy, simple-hearted and inexperienced, finally couldn’t bear the burden of his conscience, his eyes flushing red as he spoke, "Fine, I’ll tell you everything. But... you must promise my mom never finds out."
"Okay." Sumr Monroe nodded, "I’ll arrange for the old lady to stay in the hospital free for a month under the guise of recovering. After a month, the situation will calm down, and no one will bring it up again. At her age, she doesn’t go online, so she’ll never know. But now, you must imdiately co with to the press conference and explain everything to the dia. Also, you need to tell who instructed you to do this."
"I don’t know."
The boy shook his head, "After I found out about my illness, I told my brother. My brother found out from sowhere that if I injected the stuff they gave and then went to the Midnight Coffee House for coffee, we could bla the shop, get a million from them, and also extort a huge compensation from the Knight Group... but it was all handled by my brother, I know nothing."
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