EXPERT DOCTORS
CHAPTER 3
Jerome was born into an ordinary family. His ancestors were farmers, and they lived a difficult life. Some of them went to live in the city. Jerome was admitted to Andalas University and Andalas Hospital for his own efforts.
He financed school and lived by being
food deliveryman, and sometimes he sets aside
some money for his family.
Since she started dating Zola, she spent almost all her money on the girl. During their three years together, he treated Zola well, he did not expect Zola would betray him.
In fact, he didn't realize his best efforts weren't
meet Zola's demands. He also feels guilty.
Jerome looked at the sky with a blank look. He walked aimlessly towards the hospital like a zombie.
At that moment, he stepped into the middle of the road without
watch the red light. A Maserati was speeding up.
"Tin.Tin.Tin.Tin."
The driver honked in a panic, but the car failed to stop and crashed into Jerome.
Jerome suddenly felt his heart beating so fast that his hair was standing straight. He had a bad feeling, then he turned around and saw a pink sports car heading towards him. However, there was already no time left to dodge, he instantly covered his face.
"Break!"
With a loud voice, Jerome flew like
the kite broke, then hit the ground hard. Finally, he rolled right beside that Maserati.
Everyone was terrified to witness the sudden traffic accident. The scene was closed, and an ambulance was called.
Before Jerome fainted, he saw a beautiful pair of high-heeled shoes on the ground, and blood was running down his pants. Shortly after, he fainted.
"Where's this? Is this hell?"
Jerome unconsciously closed his face. He found himself no longer in front of the pink sports car, but rather in a bleak place. He couldn't see clearly, but he could stand up. He felt the air moving at every step. He thinks he's in hell.
Then a black cow slowly approached him. On his back was an old man holding a branch. He was dressed all in grey, his beard touching his chest. Despite her gray hair, she looked young, without wrinkles.
This old man was similar to Jerome. However, his eyes were clearer, like stars. He looked at Jerome with a smile.
"I had absolutely no idea that two thousand years
then, my descendants will be very ordinary. However, since you are in the Strength Room, I have a gift for you. I will bless you to be the best doctor in the world. I wish you could save a lot of people."
The old man's body suddenly turned into air
colored, and quickly entered into Jerome's mind. Suddenly many images of refining medicines sprung up inside his brain.
Jerome felt his brain ache, and he rolled around on the floor until he couldn't stand it anymore, then he stopped struggling, and fell unconscious.
Long after that, Jerome opened his eyes. Him
he felt his whole body ache, and he was desperate.
He thought the old man was a great doctor
put his skills down on him. He will be an amazing man, and have a bright future.
He woke up with pain in the back of his leg, and his entire leg was bruised. His arms were bandaged like mummies. "A stupid dream!" thought.
He looked around and saw there was a
automatic hospital bed. He realized this was
VIP Room of Andalas Hospital, where the price of this room a day at least 11.2 million.
There's nobody in this room. Jerome
A wooden board with ancient characters
imprinted on it, appeared in his mind.
Before he could react, the wood turned into a beam of light and gushed into his eyes again. Those images revolved like a movie in his mind.
Including the highest medical expertise,
ancient tales, and magical skills development ... Lastly, the smile of the old man who resembled him was. Then everything disappeared.
"You again!" jerome was surprised.
"So, that old man is my great ancestor.
It turns out all this really happened. There are real legacy skills," he thought.
"Thank you for everything you left behind
to me. I'll definitely fulfill your dream of becoming a good doctor. Now that I have been reborn, I will pass on the medical expertise of my ancestors" Jerome swore.
Suddenly, he returned to real life. Before
having reacted with what he had just experienced, he heard someone calling out to him.
"Jerome, are you alive?" Sandra asked in surprise.
It was a serious accident that destroyed the Maserati, but Jerome was only lightly injured. He was just unconscious for a while.
Jerome could not say anything, he just rolled his eyeballs. "Sandra, how many days have I been unconscious?"
"You were unconscious for seven days. If you're not conscious, we all think you're going into a coma." Sandra was surprised to see Jerome's condition which was nothing less.
"Who is the driver of the car? Why only me
who's here alone?"
Jerome suddenly remembered Zola had already decided
relationship with him, and no one came to see him in the hospital.
"After the accident, a pedestrian called an ambulance and took you to the hospital. The driver was the one who sent to the VIP room and kept a deposit of 112 million. You don't have to worry about medical expenses."
Sandra was Jerome's mentor. He knew Jerome was going through financial difficulties, and he would not be able to afford his medical expenses if the driver did not pay him.
Jerome was relieved when he heard the medical expenses had been resolved. He thought, "It's lucky I got hit by a rich man. If I were to be expelled from the hospital for lack of money, all the ancestral inheritance I acquired would be lost in vain."
"Sandra, thank you for taking care of me for so long
these few days," Jerome said sincerely. She had gotten used to the indifference of people during her time in the hospital, so she felt very grateful to Sandra for taking care of her.
Sandra waved her hand and said, "No
anything at all. I hope you'll get well soon."
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Sandra waved her hand and said, "No
anything at all. I hope you'll get well soon."
Jerome saw the patient's shirt he was wearing and
smelling his own scent, then he licked
her lips. "Thank you for bathing and
changing clothes. Otherwise, it looks like no one will want to enter the treatment room" he said.