Chapter 268

"You're the one who's out of whack!" Dahlia glared at him again, her face

turning red. "I didn't say I was the one who needed an examination–

it's for a relative of mine who suddenly fainted yesterday. She's been co

mplaining of a headache, but the hospital said she's fine. She wanted Dr.

Cross to examine them just to be

sure."

"I see." Dustin nodded. "There's no need to bother Dr. Cross for somethin

g as simple as that–I'm more than enough."

"You?" Dahlia eyed him doubtfully. "Can you handle it?"

"My medical center's been around for a number of years now. Wouldn't it h

ave closed down long ago if I didn't have a few tricks up my sleeve?" Dus

tin said confidently.

Dahlia was speechless. She'd never seen any patients in the dingy medical

center; how was it different from being closed down?

"We can forget about it if you don't trust me." Dustin shrugged.

"Who said anything about me not trusting you? You'll do!" Dahlia said dec

isively. "I'll be frank–

this relative of mine is a pretty big deal, so if you can cure her, it co

uld be your ticket to success. You won't have to leech off anyone anymore

when that happens." As she spoke, she gave Natasha a pointed look.

"What's wrong with leeching off someone?" Natasha puffed out her chest. "

At least my darling is capable of leeching off someone–

others may not be able to do so even if they wanted to!"

Dahlia snorted. "No upstanding man would want to be at a woman's beck and

call. Think about how humiliating that'd be!"

"What good is a man for if not to serve a woman? He can't fool around wit

h himself, can he?" Natasha rolled

her eyes.

"Why, you-

"Dahlia was exasperated. How could this woman be so crude? She wasn't lad

ylike in the slightest!

"Alright, that's enough. We should focus on whatever's ailing your relati

ve. Let's head to the hospital." Dustin quickly interjected when he saw t

he two women were about to start quarreling again. He dragged Dahlia out

of the medical center.

Chapter 268

"Darling, be back soon, okay? I'll be waiting for you!" Natasha called, s

miling seductively and sending him an air kiss. At the same time, she und

id another button on her shirt to reveal more of her cleavage. Dustin sta

red at her.

"Hmph!" Dahlia stomped on his foot and gave him a warning look. He smiled

awkwardly and retracted his gaze. "Get in the car!" She stuffed him into

the car before speeding off.

"Do you think you stand a chance against me, you flat–

chested preteen?" Natasha smiled victoriously as she looked down at her v

oluptuous chest. It was enough to put any woman to shame, and none of her

future children would ever go hungry.

Half an hour later, in one of the wards at East Swinton Hospital.

"My head hurts! I feel like it's gonna split in half!" Jane lay in a hosp

ital bed and clutched her head, occasionally smacking it to alleviate the

pain.

"Mom, hold on for a little longer. Dr. Cross will be here soon." Dakota k

ept comforting her. Nobody knew what had happened–

Jane had suddenly passed out yesterday and kept complaining about a heada

che when she'd come to. They'd done all the examinations possible, but th

e results showed nothing was wrong with her.

"I shouldn't have come to

this accursed place. We've had problem after problem since arriving. Firs

t, someone crashed into our car. Then, I got slapped for no reason at all

. Now, I'm having a terrible headache. What have I done to deserve this?"

Jane looked positively miserable.

"We'll head home once you're okay; we're never coming to this dump again!

" Dakota said. Then, she turned to Florence, who stood at the ward's entr

ance, and screeched, "What's taking so

long? When is Dr. Cross coming? Tell him to hurry!"

"Of course, of course." Florence didn't dare delay. She hurried out of th

e ward, took out her phone, and was about to dial a number when she saw t

wo people approaching her–

Dahlia and Dustin. "Dahlia, you're finally here!" Her face lit up as she

hurried toward them. "Your aunt's headache is getting worse, and the doct

ors here are too useless to do anything about it. Dr. Cross is our only h

ope now! Where is he?" She looked around but didn't see him.

Dahlia shook her head. "He's busy with something else and can't be here."

"What? What are we gonna do, then? Florence was taken aback. Had they wai

ted for nothing?

"Dustin has some medical expertise. How about we have him give it a shot?

"

"Him?" Florence frowned. "Have you lost your mind? How can this good–

for–

nothing possibly know anything about treating a patient? Who's gonna bear

the responsibility if anything goes wrong?"

"He cured Granddad when he was poisoned, remember? I have faith in him,"

Dahlia said firmly. She'd

misunderstood Dustin one time too many; this time, she chose to trust him

unconditionally.

"Stop this nonsense! Your grandlather only made it through because of Dr.

Cross' Hexanavir, it had nothing to do with this man!" Florence scowled,

looking contemptuous.

"Do you have a better idea, then?" Dahlia asked.

"Well, I- Florence had no words.

"Since we're out of ideas, why don't we let Dustin try? We can think of s

omething else if it doesn't work." Dahlia's tone became domineering.

"Rhys, you'd better watch what you're doing. Don't you dare try to pass j

ust about anything off as a cure!" Florence warned. The two people in the

ward were her cash cows. If anything were to go wrong, she'd be in big t

rouble.

"Let's see how the patient's doing." Dustin didn't want to waste his brea

th on her.

"Hmph! Come with me!" Florence led Dustin and Dahlia into the ward. Once

she stepped in, her arrogance faded, replaced with a fawning smile.

"Florence, what the hell took you so long? Where is Dr. Cross?" Dakota as

ked impatiently.

"I'm here!" Florence said sycophantically, gesturing to the people behind

her. "Behold the doctor we've brought!

"Huh?" Dakota and Jane looked up, then exclaimed in unison. "It's you?"