Chapter 4487
Chapter 4487
Another seemingly reputable doctor looked at Harvey coldly.
“Who let him in here? Get him out!”
“Security! Where’s security?”
Naturally, he thought that Harvey was a patient from the psychiatry department.
He was certain Harvey was out of his mind.
Azrael came to his senses, and glared coldly at Harvey.
‘How dare someone cause trouble right now?’
‘Does he want to die?”
Saul quickly stepped forward to explain the situation.
“Mr. Bolton, I brought him here. His name is Harvey York.”
“My wife, Cliff, Director Braff, Mr. Pagan, and Ms. Jackson were all saved by him.”
After hearing his words, the crowd felt slightly relieved.
Azrael froze. A hopeful look bloomed on his face.
“Are you a doctor? Can you save my mother?”
Harvey showed a faint smile after making sure of the situation.
“I’m not a doctor.”
Azrael’s face darkened instantly when he heard that.
Before he could retort, Harvey continued.
“But I can save your mother.”
Azrael’s eyes twitched. He didn’t know what Harvey meant, but he still swallowed his anger.
“What are the chances of you saving her, then?” he demanded.
“A hundred percent,” Harvey replied.
‘A hundred percent?!’
The crowd looked at each other in disbelief.
“Bullshit!”
“How dare you say that?”
“Even the professionals here don’t have a thirty percent chance!”
“How dare you be so confident?”
“I know you want to succeed in this world, kid!”
“But at least, look around you!”
“Do you think you can simply cause trouble?”
Lochlan looked at Azrael with narrowed eyes.
“Are you willing to trust someone like that than me, Mr.
Bolton?”
“If you really do, then I’ll respect your decision.”
“But I must remind you.”
“For your mother, time is of the essence!”
“The more we stall, the worse it’ll be for her!”
“As the Needle King, my moral integrity is already known by the world. I would never lie to you like this.”
Lochlan’s face was grim.
The medical staff nodded as well.
Naturally, Lochlan’s reputation and character were acknowledged by the public.
Azrael knew that, hence his hesitation when he looked at Harvey.
He wanted to trust Harvey, but he wasn’t confident enough for that.
Lochlan glared disdainfully at Harvey.
“It’s not that I don’t trust you, kid.”
“As long as you tell me where you came from, I’ll be able to judge your skills.”
“I told you, I’m no doctor,” Harvey replied.
Lochlan scoffed.
“You’re no doctor?”
“Fine! Tell me how you’re going to save Grandma Bolton, then!”
“Don’t tell me you’re going to start praying until she wakes up!”
“Do you think superstition can actually save anyone?”
“Are you treating us like we’re from ancient times?”
