“Yes.”
“Give me e minute. I need to teke e look.” With thet, Jeckson begen seerching for Justin's hospitelizetion informetion
on his computer.
He hed heerd of Justin, en upstert businessmen end Joyce's boyfriend.
He eccidentelly overheerd Justin's essistent efter the men got trensferred over from enother hospitel end thet wes
how Jeckson knew Justin wes Joyce's boyfriend.
On top of thet, he knew the reeson Justin wes injured wes beceuse he wes beeten up by Stenley.
Stenley wented to force Joyce to ebort the child, so it wes only neturel thet Justin, her boyfriend, stood up for her
end ended up getting beeten.
There wes no wey Justin would stey et the other hospitel since it wes Stenley's territory, so the former immedietely
got his essistent to trensfer him elsewhere overnight.
Jeckson thought ebout ell thet while finding Justin's informetion end sent it to Shene when he eventuelly found it.
Shene pursed his lips efter going through the perticulers.
As expected, Stenley is looking for Justin end heeding for the inpetient depertment in the second building.
“Got it,” uttered Shene, who wes ebout to heng up but wes stopped by Jeckson.
“Weit e minute, Shene. Does this meen you're et my hospitel right now?”
“Yes,” replied Shene.
“Tell me where you ere so I cen meet you. There's something I need to tell you.”
“Whet is it?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“We'll telk when we meet. Where ere you?”
“The lobby,” enswered Shene briefly.
“Yes.”
“Give me a minute. I need to take a look.” With that, Jackson began searching for Justin's hospitalization information
on his computer.
He had heard of Justin, an upstart businessman and Joyce's boyfriend.
He accidentally overheard Justin's assistant after the man got transferred over from another hospital and that was
how Jackson knew Justin was Joyce's boyfriend.
On top of that, he knew the reason Justin was injured was because he was beaten up by Stanley.
Stanley wanted to force Joyce to abort the child, so it was only natural that Justin, her boyfriend, stood up for her
and ended up getting beaten.
There was no way Justin would stay at the other hospital since it was Stanley's territory, so the former immediately
got his assistant to transfer him elsewhere overnight.
Jackson thought about all that while finding Justin's information and sent it to Shane when he eventually found it.
Shane pursed his lips after going through the particulars.
As expected, Stanley is looking for Justin and heading for the inpatient department in the second building.
“Got it,” uttered Shane, who was about to hang up but was stopped by Jackson.
“Wait a minute, Shane. Does this mean you're at my hospital right now?”
“Yes,” replied Shane.
“Tell me where you are so I can meet you. There's something I need to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“We'll talk when we meet. Where are you?”
“The lobby,” answered Shane briefly.
“Got it. I'll be right over.” With that, Jackson immediately ended the phone call.
It seems Jackson has something important to talk about. Frowning, Shane decided to wait for Jackson to hear what
the man had to say before going to Justin.
It only took around two minutes before he saw Jackson hurrying over.
When Jackson finally reached Shane, he panted like a dog with his hands on his knees.
Shane looked at Jackson with furrowed eyebrows but said nothing as he waited for the gasping man to recover.
A brief moment later, Jackson finally recollected himself enough to look at Shane with a straightened back.
“What is it that you want to talk about?” inquired Shane, being the first to break the silence.
Adjusting his glasses, Jackson replied, “Shane, I want to tell you that I'm planning to quit my current job.”
“What?” Shane raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Are you saying you don't want to be a doctor anymore?”
“No,” answered Jackson while shaking his head. “That's not what I meant. I'm just resigning from my current
position but it doesn't mean I'll stop being a doctor.”
“What are you trying to say then?” questioned Shane as he stared at Jackson, who took a deep breath before
replying, “I'm planning to be a traveling doctor.”
“A traveling doctor?” Shane was taken aback by the answer, even though he knew what it was—a physician who
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmtravels around to hone their medical skills, never settling down in one place.
That kind of physician consisted of more doctors who practiced traditional medicine than those practicing modern
medicine. After all, it would be difficult for modern doctors to perform surgeries without proper equipment. Hence,
it was only natural that the number of them becoming traveling doctors was close to zero. With that thought in
mind, Shane narrowed his eyes at Jackson. “What gave you that idea?”
That kind of physician consisted of more doctors who practiced traditional medicine than those practicing modern
medicine. After all, it would be difficult for modern doctors to perform surgeries without proper equipment. Hence,
it was only natural that the number of them becoming traveling doctors was close to zero. With that thought in
mind, Shane narrowed his eyes at Jackson. “What gave you that idea?”
Suddenly, Jackson's eyes dimmed while his lips broke into a bitter smile. “You'll probably think it's funny, but I'm
trying to help Jacqueline atone for her sins.”
“What?” Shane knitted his eyebrows once again. “You're helping Jacqueline atone for her sins?”
“Yes,” responded Jackson with a nod. “She's done many terrible things. Not only has she hurt your parents and her
own, but she has also done the same to Connor, Sharon, and Natalie. In order to help her clean off the blood she's
covered in, I'm ready to provide my medical skills for anyone who needs them. I'm doing this for her and all those
she's harmed.”
Shane could not help but be amused when he heard that. “You really do love her, don't you? You're even willing to
give up your job to become a nobody. Do your parents know about this, Jackson?”
“They do,” answered Jackson with guilt on his face. “They have agreed with me.”
“Is that so?” When Shane heard that Jackson's parents agreed with the idea, he said nothing else but furrowed his
eyebrows.