Chapter 37 You Don't Have Good Taste

Jenny thought that the woman before her was strange. Her son was perfectly fine, but she insisted on getting him surgery. It was weird in every way.

At this moment, a small warm hand pulled at her. Jenny turned to see that it was the teenager on the bed. She asked patiently, "What's wrong? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I don't want to have surgery," he said softly, as if afraid that his mother would hear.

Jenny's eyes darkened. There was something else afoot, but her phone rang before she could say anything else. It was a call from the operating room.

She instantly felt a headache coming.

"Please do the other patient's surgery, Dr. Walter. I will handle this," the doctor said.

Jenny looked at the patient's family, who were crowded around the door, and Joey, who was on the bed." Don't worry. You don't need to have one," she assured him. "Just listen to this doctor, and he will treat you.

"Okay." Joey nodded. He seemed relieved that he didn't need surgery.

After telling the doctor a few things to look out for, Jenny got up and prepared to head to the operating room. That patient was in much worse shape and needed the procedure done today.

"You can't go!" The woman was about to grab her from behind. “Who is going to do the surgery for my son. if you go?"

Before she could touch Jenny, however, someone stopped her. "Whose crazy bitch are you? How dare you touch my doctor?"

Max had appeared with a bouquet of red roses. He looked at the woman in disdain and pushed her aside. My doctor? Since when had Jenny become his doctor?

Jenny was speechless. She had no time to talk with him now. "Comfort the family. Notify the manager if things get out of hand."

Telling the manager would prevent the family from making a fuss.

Jenny walked toward the operating room. Max followed closely behind. "Since I've helped you, why don't you come to dinner with me after the surgery?" "We'll see." She didn't refuse him outright. Nor had she agreed.

"Alright. I'll wait." He sat outside the operating room. As long as Jenny hadn't outright refused him, he figured he still had a chance.

Jenny ignored him and went into the operating room. She put on her scrubs and began focusing on the surgery.

Alec brought Faye to the hospital for a checkup. He happened to see Max with a bouquet of roses in his hand, and his face instantly soured.

"Oh, isn't this Mr. Faust? Are you bringing your girlfriend here for an ultrasound?" Max teased as he looked back at him. They sized each other up.

"How can you say that, Mr. Pearson? I... There is nothing between Alec and me." Faye was bright red. She wasn't even Alec's girlfriend yet. How could Max say that they were here for an ultrasound? It was too much!

Max looked at her like he was looking at a fool. Couldn't she see that he was mocking Alec on purpose?" You don't have good taste, Alec," he said before adding, "I hear you're divorced, and your ex-wife is from the countryside. You probably couldn't fall in love with her." Max didn't care if Alec replied. "But this one isn't much better. She's not even as pretty as your ex."

Although he had never seen Alec's wife, he had seen Faye before, and she looked common. She even looked slightly idiotic. He didn't know what Alec was thinking. "Shut up!" Alec roared. "Faye is like a sister to me. If you spout nonsense again, I will crack your skull open.

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