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Dixon did not say anything. He just turned his face around. No one knew since his handsome face, which would only have a calm look, was covered with tears.

Dixon reached out and wiped his tears. When he touched the wet, he realized that he had dropped tears. Jarvis sighed as the two sat in the car being taken to the hospital. He took the time to call Lenard to ask him to be prepared at the hospital. But when the call was connected, Lenard said, "Dixon, did something happen to you there too? My hospital is now busy as hell right now. You have injured patients there too?" Dixon took a deep breath. His lungs still had some smoke. He coughed a few times, coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood, which made Jarvis turn pale, "Holy shit, I suddenly remembered that you just recovered from kidney transfer surgery. Are you okay?"

Dixon waved his hand and said in a mute voice, "I'm okay. Lenard, Victor just suffered the implication of the explosion. I just rescued him and his friend. They will be transferred to your hospital later..."

"You might have to wait." Lenard was a good friend of Dixon. But he was a doctor first. It was his duty to save lives. Today, the explosion involved too many people who were injured. Even if Victor arrived there now, there was no place for him to be hospitalized. And he had to wait in line.

At this time, everyone was equal in front of life and death. Even if Dixon was Lenard's own brother, there was no way to let Lenard cut in line to examine Victor first.

Jarvis was anxious, "Dixon might have some trouble. Lenard, you..."

"Dixon, you guys come to the hospital right now. And I'll help you as much as I can to treat you in

advance, okay? Because there are really a lot of people who need surgery. We can't..."

His meaning was simple. Dixon didn't have privileges. And even if he did have privileges, he couldn't use his power at this particular juncture.

Dixon pursed his lips, "Can anyone else..."

A shout came from Lenard's side, "Lenard, the wounded are bleeding profusely!"

"I'm coming!" Lenard shouted to the phone, "Dixon, I have to go. I can't treat your problem for now. I'll try

to arrange the best doctor for you when you arrive at the hospital, okay?"

Lenard hung up the phone. The ambulance was still whistling. The emergency siren overhead pierced Dixon's ears. Everyone was anxious.

"It's okay, Victor has just passed out now. He just got a few burns. He's not smashed." Jarvis did not know how to comfort Dixon, "he knew the cooler could help them block a little. Not to mention, the cooler was cold as long as it was still running. At least, the cooler made a little use. He's pretty smart. Don't worry." Dixon did not say anything. His fingers clasped together and shook vaguely.

Later, when they arrived at the hospital, Lenard was shuttling through the halls. And people kept calling for Lenard. He couldn't even have time to look after Dixon.

"Lenard, the injured patient over there has a necrotic joint, we need your help!"

Dixon looked up to Lenard. Jarvis worried about Dixon's situation and called out, "Lenard!"

Lenard turned back, "Wait, I'll let Flynn take you there, Flynn..."

However, it was this move that caused a group of patients lined up next to them, bleeding or injured, to be enraged. They thought Dixon was going to cut in line, "Why should they have the privilege?"

"Yeah! Isn't everyone equal in front of the doctor!"

"Why do they have extra care? Just because they have an unconscious kid? My son is still bleeding too!"

"You can't even treat us equally! How can we feel at ease!"

Soon, the crowd's anger was once again pushed to its peak. Lenard was having trouble defending himself.

"I heard that Lenard, this doctor, is a relative of the director of this hospital!"

"So, it is. There are connections behind it. No wonder he is so cold-blooded!"

"Last year, he went abroad to receive an award. Can such a doctor deserve to be awarded?"

"I see those two men look familiar. I guess they are some rich people. We are the mass. We are cheap. Rich people's lives are more precious than ours."

Dixon and Jarvis became a little pale. Lenard was also pushed by the crowd. "Wait a minute, everyone! Take it easy! We did not cut in line. Everyone, please come one by one."

"Don't you know them! So, can you give your friends special treatment?"

"That's right! We will never trust you guys again!"

"If you don't believe it, get out!""If you don't trust him, then get the hell out of here!"noveldrama

... A loud voice rang out from nowhere. The voice was with icy oppression that scared the crowds...

Among the crowd, a man came out. He was dressed in red and had white hair. He got a truly majestic and voluptuous aura. He had anger in his eyes, "What? Aren't you just talking so bold and so loudly? Any one of you witnessed the two of them cut in line? Anyone?! Ifŷou don't believe in this hospital, you can get the hell out of here. Be my guest. The doctor was kind enough to save you. But you guys are talking bullshit here. How can you people be so shameless?"

"Babur..." Lenard muttered and then immediately said, "Don't, these are my patients..."

"Now you're running around thinking about your patients." Babur

narrowed his eyes in mockery and reached out to point directly at the crowd that had just gotten enraged, "And what about them! What about your patients? Has any one of them ever thought of you? They only want to force you to make them become the first in line! You are busy around. But these people are being picky with you. Are you a fucking idiot for being a doctor? If I were you, I would resign right now and leave these unruly people to pray to God themselves!"

The words sounded like a lecture to Lenard. But in fact, every word was a poke at the bunch of commoners who had just been mean for no reason at all.

Babur totally mastered the skill of

references to allusions. Those people had no word to retort. Then

Babur came to the crowd and sneered, "Now, I say, if you think Lenard is using his power for personal gain and treating the injured in a biased manner, come forward and get the hell out of here! If you don't believe in the doctor's moral integrity, then don't come here crying for pity! The already tensed relationship between doctors and patients is made worse by you people who don't know what's right and wrong. If you are so capable, please cure yourself. The doctor did not beg you to come to the queue!"

"Stop it, Babur, they are also in a hurry in a crisis..." Lenard grabbed Babur. But Babur shook him off. Then Babur came forward, looked at Victor and Eugene lying on the hospital bed, and said to Dixon, "Bring them to my base."

Dixon brightened up, "Are you willing to help?"

Babur clicked his tongue and casually took out a napkin to Dixon, "There's blood on the side of your mouth."

Babur clicked his tongue and casually took out a napkin to Dixon, "There's blood on the side of your mouth."

Dixon changed his look and then took the napkin over, "Thanks."

"Follow me."

"Stop!"