Chapter 6 Justice Served in the Hospital

• "You’re the doctor here? What kind of attitude is this!" Alan turned to Malcolm, frowning deeply.
• "I’m the deputy director of cardiology and neurology. What about it? This is a hospital, not a place for your nonsense!" Malcolm retorted arrogantly, assuming Alan was one of Sebastian’s relatives.
• "Planning to stir up trouble? I’ll call security to take all of you away!" Malcolm shouted.
• "Ha! Go ahead," Alan scoffed, his anger evident.
• "Malcolm! What’s wrong with you? This is Mr. Alan, the director of the Health Bureau!" Henry pushed through the crowd, overhearing the argument and growing both irritated and concerned.
• "What?" Malcolm froze in shock. Realizing his blunder, he quickly apologized. "I’m so sorry, Mr. Alan. I didn’t recognize you..."
• Alan let out a cold snort, ignoring Malcolm’s apology. Turning to Sebastian, his tone softened. "Sir, could we have a private conversation?"
• "Yes, let’s find somewhere to talk. My office, perhaps?" Henry suggested with a smile.
• "I’m afraid I can’t leave just yet," Sebastian replied calmly. "Someone here was threatening to call security on me."
• "What’s going on?" Alan and Henry immediately sensed trouble and turned to look at Malcolm.
• By now, Malcolm was drenched in sweat. The director and the health bureau chief, who had been addressing Sebastian so respectfully, were now staring him down.
• "Mr. Alan, Dr. Henry, let me explain," Malcolm began, trying to save face. "This man tried to skip out on his bill. I saved his mother’s life, and instead of thanking me, he attempted to leave without paying. That’s why I called security."
• The hallway erupted in discontent.
• "He’s lying! That young man saved his own mother!"
• "This quack has no shame."
• "Exactly! He was about to send the woman to the morgue, nearly killing her, and now he’s blaming someone else."
• Alan and Henry listened to the crowd and recalled Sebastian’s earlier display of medical skills. They quickly pieced together the truth. Both men turned to Malcolm, their expressions dark.
• "Mr. Alan, Dr. Henry," Sebastian began, handing them an itemized bill. "My mother suffered a simple cerebral thrombosis, but his negligence nearly cost her life. As for this bill, it’s riddled with discrepancies."
• Alan and Henry needed only a glance to confirm the fraudulent charges.
• "Unacceptable! Malcolm, you’ve gone too far!" Henry shouted. "You’re unfit to be a doctor. Consider yourself fired!"
• Under normal circumstances, Henry might have ignored such behavior. But with so many witnesses and the health bureau chief present, he had no choice but to act decisively.
• "Dr. Henry, please! I made a mistake. Have mercy!" Malcolm begged, his voice quaking. Being fired would destroy his career.
• "What you’ve done isn’t just unethical. It’s criminal," Alan said coldly. Malcolm had already offended him, and there would be no leniency.
• "The Health Bureau will revoke your medical license and refer you to the judiciary," Alan declared, leaving Malcolm in a heap on the floor.
• "Mr. Alan, Dr. Henry, please, have mercy!" Malcolm pleaded tearfully.
• "This isn’t your first offense. You’ve brought disgrace to the medical field. You’ll be held accountable!" Alan stated firmly.
• "Good!"
• "This quack deserves it!" The crowd cheered, applauding the decision.
• Malcolm, desperate, crawled to Sebastian and clung to his leg. "I didn’t realize who you were. Please forgive me. My family depends on me!"
• "Forgive you? Did you ever consider the families you extorted and deceived?" Sebastian replied icily, kicking Malcolm away.
• "Take him away!" Henry ordered. Security guards dragged Malcolm off as he shot Sebastian a hateful glare.
• "Dr. Hughes, to make amends, the hospital will waive your mother’s medical fees and provide 6900 dollars in compensation. Does that suffice?" Henry asked.
• "That will do," Sebastian nodded.
• "Great. Let’s have Helen undergo a follow-up examination while we discuss this further in my office," Henry suggested.
• "All right." Sebastian saw no reason to refuse and followed them.
• "By the way, what’s your last name?" Henry asked as they sat down. He handed Sebastian a cup of tea.
• "Hughes. My full name is Sebastian Hughes."
• "Sebastian, where did you learn such incredible skills?" Alan inquired.
• "I graduated from Kingsvale University, but I learned my medical techniques from my mentor," Sebastian replied.
• Alan and Henry exchanged a knowing look. Their suspicions were confirmed—this young man had a formidable mentor.
• "May I ask, who is your mentor? A national master of traditional medicine?" Alan asked, excitement evident in his voice. The country desperately needed someone to restore traditional medicine’s reputation.