Chapter 218 Lack Of Courtesy
The next day, because he had agreed to help Jerome, Finnegan arrived at Jerome Medical Clinic early.
Not long after, five or six patients arrived.
Although Finnegan also held consultations, all the patients went to Jerome instead due to their perception of him being too young.
Finnegan felt somewhat helpless but didn’t dwell on it.
Doctors don’t recommend themselves!
If the patient doesn’t trust you, why insist?
Jerome felt even more helpless because all the patients he sent to Finnegan were rejected.
In the end, he had no choice but to continue seeing patients himself.
Approaching noon, Jerome had already seen three to four dozen patients, while Finnegan hadn’t seen a single one.
During lunch, Jerome gave a bitter smile and said, “Master, how about I take a break this afternoon and you take over seeing the patients?”
Otherwise, everyone who comes will be looking for me. Once the clinic reopens, I will still be the one who ends up exhausted.
Finnegan chuckled. “Mr. Magnussen, this just shows that the patient trusts you. It’s a good thing. As for me, it depends on who is destined to cross paths with me; otherwise-”
“Doctor!”
As they were speaking, a middle-aged woman rushed in, holding a little boy of about four or five years old. Her face was filled with anxiety.
Yuliana went up and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I have no idea! I had just finished cooking and went to call my son for dinner, only to find him lying on the ground, completely unresponsive no matter how much I called him. Doctor, please save my son. If anything goes wrong, my husband will divorce me!”
A few patients, as well as passersby from outside the clinic, gathered around out of curiosity.
Jerome stood up. “Put the child down first.”
The middle-aged woman quickly put her child down. “Dr. Magnussen, you are one of the top ten miracle doctors. You must save my son!”
“Let me take a look first, then we’ll talk.”
Jerome started examining the child.
But after a moment, his expression turned gloomy.
“He must have been suddenly stressed out, He’s out of breath now.”
“No way. My son is only four years old!”
The middle-aged woman suddenly burst into tears, kneeling before Jerome.
She clung to his hand, pleading desperately, “Dr. Magnussen, he can’t die. I beg you!”
Jerome sighed. “I’m a doctor, not a deity. I would save him if I could, but your son has truly breathed his last.”
Who in this world can truly bring back the dead to life?
Everyone present heaved a sigh.
It was a pity that the life of a four-year-old child ended before it even began.
Some people even pointed fingers at the middle-aged woman. “What kind of mother are you? You didn’t even notice when your child was in trouble.”
“Perhaps if the treatment hadn’t been delayed, the child might not have met such a tragic end.”
Hearing the accusations of the people around her, the middle-aged woman burst into tears. “My son!”
Right then, she noticed Finnegan standing nearby, flipping the child’s eyelids.
Perhaps she was protecting her son, or perhaps she was deeply saddened. She slapped away Finnegan’s hand. “What are you doing? My son is already dead. Are you still going to torment him?”
Jerome quickly said, “He is also a doctor from our clinic. Please don’t misunderstand.”
Finnegan understood the emotions of middle-aged women.
He was not displeased at all. “It’s okay. Let’s save this child first.”
“Can the child still be saved?” Jerome asked in surprise.
The middle-aged woman suddenly grabbed Finnegan’s hand. “Young man, what did you say? Can my child still be saved?”
Everyone turned their gaze toward Finnegan.
Seeing his handsome youthful appearance, they all quietly shook their heads.
A kind-hearted older woman advised, “Young man, I understand that you’re compassionate and can’t bear to see such a young child pass away, but it’s best not to speak of such things. Let her take her child home.”
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