Chapter 73: My Services Are Expensive
Outside the crowd, Jared, Hayden, and others looked on at the scene, all somewhat shocked. They knew Tina had impressive medical skills, but they hadn’t anticipated her to be this exceptional, capable of bringing the dead back to life. “I never imagined there would be someone with medical skills surpassing those of my Serena. Jared, marrying Miss Reed is a huge win for you,” Hayden said with some excitement.
In life, who can avoid falling ill? Especially for people like them, living on the edge, one could be sabotaged at any moment. Having someone with such formidable medical skills by their side was like having an extra lifeline. Jared nodded, “Indeed, it’s a win.”
Tina packed up her acupuncture bag and said to the wealthy lady, “The old lady is out of immediate danger for now, but you should still take her to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up.” She had just examined the old lady, and while the elderly had many issues, their life was no longer in danger, and the rest were minor ailments that could be managed with regular medication after a hospital check-up.
“Thank you, I am so grateful,” the wealthy lady said to Tina with much appreciation. “May I know how to address you, miss, and where you live? I want to repay your kindness in the future.”
“There’s no need for repayment,” Tina replied. As she was about to leave with Zackary, she noticed someone filming with their phone. The individual was a young man in his twenties. Tina approached him, patted his shoulder, and warned, “Friend, if you film without my permission and post it on social networks, I will hold you accountable!”
The young man hastily responded, “Miss, you saved a life. If it gets out on social networks, you’ll become famous. Don’t you want to be famous?”
“Not interested,” Tina said flatly. “Delete it.”
The young man wanted to say more, but before he could, Tina had already taken his phone, operated it for a moment, and the video was gone.
“Hey, you…” he started to protest, but Tina was already walking away.
Emerging from the crowd, Tina immediately saw Jared and the others. Sophia ran up to her and hugged her leg, “Miss Reed.” The little girl was short, so she could only reach Tina’s legs when she tried to embrace her.
Tina patted her head and smiled, “When did you get here?”
“We arrived when you started saving the person.” They had reached Pinkwater Alley just after Tina had left for a moment. They had driven themselves, which was faster, and arrived just minutes after Tina. They planned to park nearby and had just happened to see Tina.
Tina hadn’t noticed them, “Let’s go.”
Sophia then greeted Zackary, “ZackaryJared.”
Zackary smiled back at her, “Sophia.” Zackary was only two months older than Sophia, but she always greeted him as Jared. Aside from Jared, who was sitting in a wheelchair pushed by Nathan, everyone else walked.
Remembering the scene of Tina saving someone earlier, Hayden asked, “Miss Reed, who did you learn that from? It’s quite impressive!”
He had intended to call Tina ‘little girl’, but remembering that she didn’t seem to like that, he changed his address. “Self-taught!” Tina said with a faint expression of pride in her voice.
“If we need medical treatment in the future, can you help?” Hayden asked.
Tina glanced at him, “Yes, but there’s a fee.”
“Of course,” Hayden acknowledged, then suddenly asked, “But why didn’t you charge for saving Sophia or the old lady just now?”
“I do as I please. Is that a problem?” Tina retorted. She had been merciful by not settling accounts with him, and he still dared to question her.
Hayden felt wronged, “I honestly don’t know what I did to offend you enough to warrant a fee.”NôvelDrama.Org © content.
Tina glanced at him, her tone indifferent, “If you need my medical services in the future, the starting price is a hundred thousand dollars, non-negotiable.”
This was a low rate compared to Tina’s normal fees, as she dealt with life-saving treatments that warranted high charges. Of course, it depended on the situation. Like with Sophia and the old lady earlier, those were acts of kindness outside the scope of fees.
For the wealthy-let’s be clear, she wasn’t resentful of the rich, but who doesn’t like money?-her starting price for treating critically ill rich people was a million dollars, just for the consultation, not including the cost of medication. However, she hadn’t treated many people to date, partly because she couldn’t reveal her medical skills for certain reasons, and partly because the rich generally had their family doctors and regular check-ups, so there weren’t many life-threatening cases waiting for her.
Ofcourse, for those with modest means, if she came across them and they were of good character, she would also treat them without charge.
Hayden was puzzled, “Miss Reed, do you have something against me?” It always felt like Tina’s words to him were laced with barbs.
Tina gave a mysterious smile, “What do you think?”
Hayden was stumped, “I give up. No guessing.”
At the Moon Gate Estate, Amber had just finished dinner when Beatrice arrived. She was there to take Amber to treat Shonna. Amber didn’t delay and followed Beatrice to her home.
The Fanning family’s villa in the northern suburbs was quite a distance from the Reed family’s, a forty-minute drive away. The Fanning’s villa was even more luxurious than the Reeds’, decorated with an antique flair.
Mrs. Fanning opened the door, “You must be Amber, right? Come in, we’ve been waiting for you.”
Amber greeted her with a smile, “Mrs. Fanning.” Although she was polite and respectful, her demeanor exuded a sense of arrogance. To her, except for Beatrice, the Fanning family held little value.
Mrs. Fanning ushered Amber inside and instructed the maid to serve tea to “Miss Reed,” deliberately emphasizing the formality between their families.
“No need, I still have to review my lessons. Let’s see the patient first,” Amber said, not wanting to waste time.
“Shonna is on the second floor; let’s go up,” Beatrice also noticed Amber’s attitude had become more distant since entering. She was somewhat displeased but had to tolerate it because Amber was there to treat her daughter.
Amber frowned slightly, displeased, but followed Beatrice upstairs without comment. Shonna’s room was dark with the curtains drawn. Beatrice turned on the light, brightening the space.
Shonna, hearing someone was coming to treat her, was very resistant. She cowered in a corner, unwilling to come forward. Amber tried to persuade her gently, “Miss Woodham, if you don’t let me see your face, I can’t treat you. I’m a doctor; you need to trust me.”
Shonna sat in the corner, knees bent, head buried between them, silent and immovable. After much coaxing with no response, Amber’s patience wore thin, “Miss Woodham, I’m taking time out from my studies to treat you. If you won’t come out, I’ll have to leave.”