The Pampering CEO: Don't Mess With My Secretly-Married Sweet Wife novel Chapter 217

"Next patient, please," Arron shouted leisurely.

He was the vice president of the hospital as well as a famous orthopedist. He only had to attend to ten or so patients, talk some nonsense with them, and he would be paid handsomely.

It was all due to his sister's marriage that he was able t o enjoy all of the privileges. Through the Ainsleys, although he had never participated in any surgeries before, he was packaged as a specialist. Even if he contributed nothing to the hospital, the hospital would still give him a pay rise every year.

It was like living in heaven.

'After this last patient, I've to find a place and relax. Where should I go?" As Arron thought, a lecherous smile crept onto his face.

The door was opened and the last patient walked in.

Without raising his head, he asked, "Tell me your name, your gender, and where you hurt yourself."

"Name: Arron Rednick. Gender: male. Where did I hurt myself? How about a full-body bone fracture?" a phlegmatic voice replied in return.

'Huh?'

Arron jerked his head up, and he was greeted by a pair of cold eyes. A little startled, he quickly gathered himself up and replied, "Who... Who are you? Are you making fun of me?"

As if tickled pink by him, the man chuckled, " Everyone who knows me knows that I, Julian Shaw, never jokes around."

'Julian Shaw?"

The alarm in his head went off, and his heart started t o race.

It went without saying that he was familiar with Julian. However, he would never feel so frightened if h e were to bump into him under normal circumstances. The reason he felt scared right now was that he had done something bad behind Julian.

Be that as it may, he tried to calm himself down and said, "Is there any misunderstanding between us, Mr. Shaw? I've never met you before, and I didn’t offend you or anything, so why are you doing this to me?"

Maintaining the smile on his face, Julian moved on," Misunderstanding? Well, well, well, I guess our Mr. Vice President here is a little forgetful. Do you really think nobody knows that you're the one who asked someone to switch the blood sample?"

'It's busted?!' Arron's heart somersaulted.

His worst hunch had come true. He did not understand how Julian would know about the blood sample.

Even though he felt indignant right now, it was not the right time to ponder about something like that. He was fully aware of what Julian was capable of, so he must not admit it no matter what. Besides, he had deleted all the examination records. Even if Susan did the test again and proved her innocence, he just needed to tell them something was wrong with the first test result. After all, the machine was not absolutely accurate.

As such, he feigned a blank expression on his face and said, "Blood sample? I don’t understand what you are talking about, Mr. Shaw."

"You don't understand? Well, it doesn't matter," Julian snapped his fingers and two brawny men wearing well -pressed suits came in.

"Close the door,” Julian said indifferently. "Then you guys can start beating him. But bear in mind, don't kill him."

The duo locked the door and then charged towards Arron.

Arron's knees gave way and he slumped to the floor," Mr... Mr. Shaw. This place is a hospital, you can't do what you like.”

"Me? I don't know them at all. I’m just a patient who came to meet my doctor. While I was seeing you, two big and strong men rushed in and started beating you. I’m just an innocent bystander," Julian said, shrugging his shoulders.

Arron's expression changed. Then, before he could do anything, a flurry of kicks and punches showered upon him.

After half an hour.

Looking at Arron who was writhing in pain on the floor, Julian rose to his feet. "Vice President, I've booked three timeslots with you for the next three days. I'll see you tomorrow."