The Super Doctor Calvin Hudson

I Think She is Better Dead

"Lizzie, I will talk to Dr. Kevin Lang," Calvin said with a voice full of conviction, although he was slightly trembling due to the worries haunting his mind. "Maybe he can provide some relief or a payment postponement. Your surgery needs to be done urgently, and we can't wait any longer."

Lizzie's face looked full of concern as she listened to Calvin's words. Her gaze reflected disbelief and fear of the possibility of Calvin's efforts failing.

"But, Calvin, Dr. Lang is a jerk. He won't help us. It's clear he loves Alana and resents her marrying you. That man will surely make things difficult. Did you see what the nurses just did? They didn't want to help me, even though I was in pain. Whose orders do you think that was?" Lizzie gasped for breath as she still struggled to hold back her pain. The pain reliever she just took only had a slight effect.

Calvin took a deep breath, trying to calm himself before answering. "I have to try, Lizzie. We don't have any other choice. I can't let you suffer any longer."

“Calvin, Alana has stopped paying my medical bills for quite a while, hasn’t she?” Lizzie asked.

“How do you know–”

“She didn’t care about the contract because she already had her grandfather’s inheritance. She got what she wanted, and now she doesn’t need you anymore. Can’t you see that there is no way out? The only reason why Dr. Lang let me get my treatment here all this time is because of her,” Lizzie continues.

“Lizzie, what are you trying to say? I am not giving you up!” Calvin exclaimed.

Although Lizzie tried to convince him, Calvin was firm in his decision. Calvin left his sister's room, heading to the silent corridor, where his footsteps echoed in the empty yet tension-filled hallway.

"Calvin!" Lizzie called out in vain. Calvin didn't listen anymore.

Calvin arrived at the secretary's desk of Dr. Lang at the brightly lit end of the corridor. The desk looked majestic, symbolizing Dr. Lang's power and authority as the hospital director. Everybody knows that Kevin Lang got his position not because of his competence, it was because of his family. The Langs are one of the highly respected families in Hudden. They ran a chain of medical services throughout the country. It’s not a secret that Kevin Lang got his degree with a lot of help.

The secretary sitting behind the desk raised her head as Calvin approached. She stared at Calvin with a cold gaze, as if bothered by the presence of the guest.

"Sorry, Mr. Hudson, but Dr. Lang is very busy right now. I can't arrange a meeting for you," the secretary said in a cold and firm tone.

Calvin tried to explain, "This is very important, I just need a moment with Dr. Lang."

However, the secretary insisted. "I've already said, Dr. Lang cannot be disturbed. Please arrange an appointment with the receptionist. And don’t forget to pay all the bills before you ask for an appointment. That is necessary."

Calvin stared at the secretary with unwavering determination. "I know Dr. Lang is inside. This is a very important matter, and I need to speak with him now."

The secretary was about to object, but before she could say anything, the doctor's office door opened, and Kevin Lang emerged from inside. His gaze sharply surveyed the situation outside.

"What's going on here?" Kevin asked sharply, furrowing his brow as he scanned Calvin from head to toe in disdain.

The secretary immediately stepped forward. "Sorry, Dr. Lang. Mr. Calvin Hudson insisted on meeting with you. I've told him that your schedule is full, but he doesn't seem to understand."

Dr. Lang shook his head with annoyance, but his face remained serious. "Calvin, I knew it was you. You invite problems wherever you go. You know I can’t stand the stink of your poverty, so get lost!”."

Calvin swallowed his pride. "Dr. Lang, this is about the surgery for my sister! Please!” "

"I see now. Poor Calvin and his sister need some money for the surgery. Am I right?" said Kevin in an obvious mockery tone.

“Please, I just need two minutes!” Calvin said.

“I think this little rat won’t just go away before he gets what he wants, right?” Kevin said to his secretary. The woman starred mockingly toward Calvin and giggled.

“Okay, come in Calvin. Remember, only two minutes,” he said.

Calvin felt relieved to hear that approval. He followed Kevin into his office, his heart filled with hope that he would succeed in convincing the doctor to help Lizzie.

"Okay now cut the crap, start talking," Dr. Lang asked sharply, showing that he was impatient to wait.

Calvin didn't beat around the bush. "I want to ask if Lizzie's surgery can be done first before payment. I'm still working on the funds, and I promise I will pay as soon as possible."

Dr. Lang immediately sneered, looking at Calvin with a cynical look. "You? Pay? Don't be ridiculous, Calvin. You know very well that you can't afford it. And if the surgery is done before payment is made, what if you still can’t pay? Do you think I am a fool? "

Calvin asserted, "I will pay. Maybe by installments or finding another way. I won't give up."

Dr. Lang burst into laughter with a mocking expression. "You are hilarious! This hospital won’t accept installments or debts. Just face it, Calvin, you cannot pay the bill! Why don’t you just get your filthy ass out of here? And don’t forget to bring your dead sister with you!”

Calvin tried to defend his position, "She is still alive! Dr. Lang, you are a doctor. Shouldn’t you  prioritize saving human lives?"

Dr. Lang sneered as he whispered, his indifferent face radiating cruelty. "Oh, so is your sister a human? Sorry, I thought she was a mere street rat, just like you. Street rats are not my concern. And you know what? I think she is better dead."