Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 111

Loraine quickly reacted to the screaming and turned around instantly. She saw Mabel's pale face and it was as if her soul was no longer intact with her body. Her face turned livid with anger. "What's wrong with you? Didn't I tell you to be gentle?"

"I can't be gentler." Everleigh took off her gloves and threw them into the recycling bin. Then, she pulled apart the curtains and went out.

Loraine caught up to Everleigh. "Stop right there. I haven't allowed you to leave!"

Everleigh continued to walk forward as if she didn't hear her. Her eyes fell on the commotion in the emergency room. A man with a flushed face was shouting, holding a knife in his hand. The people around were frightened and kept screaming.

"Dr. Trevino," a panic-stricken voice came from beside her.

Everleigh calmly ordered, "Tell the security guards to evacuate the crowd first and then call the police."

"Okay, I'll call the security guards right away."

"Where is Dr. Meyer?" Everleigh asked.

"He was still there just now, but he disappeared in a heartbeat."

Forget it. Don't bother about him." Everleigh frowned and looked around. "Call the security first and guard the door so that the patients outside won't come in."

"Okay."

After Jenny left, Everleigh approached the man with the knife slowly, while casually helping a pregnant woman who almost fell down at the side. "Be careful."

"You are all lousy doctors!" Obviously, the man, Paul, was intoxicated. No one knew where he came from. He was covered in mud and his face was scratched. His dark skin was also dripping with blood, which looked terrifying.

"You murdered my wife and child. All of you lousy doctors deserve to go to hell!"

Everleigh walked carefully around the edge of the hall to reach his front, trying to communicate with him. "Calm down. You can tell us what happened first. No matter what had happened, we can communicate with each other."

Paul immediately pointed the knife in her direction. As soon as he saw her in a white coat, his face fell. "You are a doctor of this hospital. Of course, you will speak for the hospital!"

Everleigh looked down at herself. She immediately took off her coat and threw it aside. She said calmly, "You drank too much. I am not a doctor. I'm just a passerby."

Paul was very drunk. His feet stumbled uncertainly and his vision was blurred. Everleigh threw her white coat away. He was in a trance for a while and he suddenly became puzzled. However, he was still holding the knife when facing her. "If you are not a doctor in this hospital, why do you speak for them?"

"I'm not speaking up for them, I'm speaking for you."

"Bullsh*t! This hospital killed my wife and child!"

Everleigh approached him without changing her expression and said in a calm tone, "If your wife and child were still alive, would they want to see you like this? Don't you have a mother to take care of at home? Your mother is already in her seventies, and she does not have good vision. Do you want to leave her alone with no one to take care of her?"

The surrounding crowd had been evacuated to a relatively safe distance by the security guards. Everyone held their breath attentively and stayed far away from them. After all, it was difficult to talk sense into a drunkard. At this time, only Everleigh and Paul were circling around the center of the emergency room.

After hearing the word "mother", Paul seemed to have sobered up a little. His hand, which was holding a knife, quivered. His dazed eyes were full of remorse and regret.

Everleigh approached him cautiously again. "Put down the knife and you can start over. You're young, and you are perfectly healthy. You can do anything to support your mother and yourself. If you hurt someone, you'll spend the rest of your life in prison. What's your mother going to do then?"