Chapter 1183 All Depends On Grit

• “Why are you bringing this up?” Joanne's face flushed red as she spoke in frustration. “Those were things from a long time ago, and they have nothing to do with my son's illness. You're a doctor, not a tabloid journalist. Why would you mention these things?”
• “Indeed, I am a doctor, but I'm also subordinate to our hospital director and his friend,” Leigh said, looking at her disdainfully. “You seem to have set your sights on the medical director's liver. Shouldn't I speak up for him? What gives you the right to ask our medical director to donate his liver for your son? As a mother, you left a child, barely over a year old, at home to go and play poker. Following the disappearance of the child, his father tragically died in a car accident. His grandparents were left devastated by the consecutive loss of their grandson and son. Unable to bear the immense grief, they fell into a deep melancholy and eventually passed away one after the other. Their family really had the worst luck to have met a woman like you. You brought nothing but disaster upon them all! If it weren't for our medical director's good fortune and luck, who was adopted by the Hart family, he might have died a long time ago! You've already ruined their entire family, and now you're after their descendant's liver. Aren't you afraid that our medical director's grandparents and father might crawl out of their graves to come after you?”
• “What... What nonsense are you spouting?” Joanne said, her face ashen. “No matter what, he is my son. His life is a gift from me. Moreover, he is a doctor. Saving lives and healing the injured is his duty. What's wrong with him saving his brother's life?”