Mysterious Mr.Richard

A Drunkrad

Elaine quickly reacted to the screaming and turned around immediately. Seeing Ella's pale face, she

angrily said: "What's wrong with you? I told you to be gentle!" This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"I can't." Pearl took off her gloves and threw them into the recycling bin, intending to leave.

"Stop! I haven't allowed you to leave!" Elaine caught up to Pearl.

Pearl continued to walk as if she didn't hear Elaine. Her eyes fell on the commotion in the emergency

room. There was a man shouting and holding a knife in his hand.

"Dr. Yonng," A nurse called out her name in panic.

Pearl calmly said, "Inform the security guards to evacuate the crowd. Then call the police."

"Okay. Right away."

"Where is Dr. Louise?"

"He was here just now, but he seemed to have left."

"Forget it." Pearl frowned and looked around. "Guard the door so that the patients outside won't come

in."

"Ok."

After Eva left, Pearl approached the man with the knife slowly.

"You are all lousy doctors!" Obviously, the man, Ken, was intoxicated. No one knew where he came

from. He was covered in mud and his face was scratched.

"You people murdered my child and wife. You should go to hell!"

Pearl walked carefully around the edge of the hall to reach his front, trying to communicate with him.

"Sir, calm down. You can tell us what happened first."

Ken instantly pointed the knife in her direction. As soon as he saw her in a white coat, his face

darkened. "You are a doctor, so you should speak for the hospital!"

Pearl immediately took off her coat and threw it aside, saying calmly, "You drank too much. I am not a

doctor, just a passerby."

Ken was very drunk. His feet stumbled uncertainly and his vision was blurred. He was in a trance for a

while and he suddenly became puzzled. But he was still holding the knife. "If you are not a doctor, then

why do you speak for them?"

"I'm actually speaking for you."

"Bullsh*t! This hospital murdered all my families!"

Pearl said in a calm tone, "If your wife and child were still alive, would they want to see you act like

this? Don't you need to think about your mother who is already in her seventies. Do you want to leave

her alone at home with no one to take care of her?"

The surrounding crowd had been evacuated to a relatively safe distance by the security guards.

Everyone held their breath attentively. At this time, only Pearl and Ken were circling around the centre

of the emergency room.

After hearing the word "mother", Ken seemed to have sobered up a bit. His dazed eyes were full of

remorse and regret.

"Put down the knife. You're young, and you are perfectly healthy. You can do anything to support your

mother and yourself. If you hurt someone, you'll spend the rest of your life in prison." Pearl tried to

persuade him.

Hearing this, Ken mumbled 'Mom' over and over again.

"Make way, make way!" It was Ethan, "Pearl..."

Pearl subconsciously turned around and shushed Ethan, telling him not to speak for now.

But at that moment Ken suddenly thought of something and asked, "How do you know that I still have

my mother?"

Hearing this, Pearl was stunned, and a light flashed in her eyes.

"Watch out!" Ethan said. The knife passed by Pearl in a second, and she was pulled behind Ethan right

away.

The crowd started to scream.

"Let go of me!"

Now Ken had caught a girl in his hand. He put the knife against her neck.

And the girl was Elaine.

Ethan immediately growled at Ken. "Don't do it. She's just a child!"

"Just a child?" Ken's eyes were quite red as if he had climbed out of hell. "I've tried to be a good man

all my life. Weren't my wife and daughter innocent? But they died on the operating bed of your

hospital!"

Ken's voice grew louder as he spoke, and the knife that was pressed against Elaine's neck struck

deeper and deeper.

"He's already insane." Pearl immediately gestured at Ethan. "Old plan."

Ethan frowned. He didn't want Pearl to take the risk, but at that moment, there was no other way

except for that one.

"Be careful, Pearl."

"You too." Pearl immediately turned around and passed through the crowd.

She and Ethan had been partners for a long time. They had experienced all types of tragedies in the

hospital. So they knew how to deal with such situations.

They had planned a set of emergency responses.

At this time, Ethan looked calmly at Ken and Elaine, who was only four or five meters away from him.

"If you really do it, you will stay in jail for the rest of your life. No one will take care of your mother. Even

if she dies at home, no one will know."

"You... You forced me into this situation!" Ken had obviously lost all his mind.

"What if I told you that the death of your wife and daughter was because your mother insisted on

refusing to let her carry out a C-section?" Ethan said.

Ken's face changed.

Ethan looked coldly at Ken and casually spat out a medical record from his memory.

"Jacqueline Rodriguez, born in 1983. She was sent to the emergency room and had a premature

delivery five years ago. The doctor suggested that she should have a cesarean section, but your

mother refused. The attending surgeon was willing to take the responsibility and carry on with the

surgery, but your mother rushed into the operating room and tried to take her away. In the end, both

she and her baby died."