With a mysterious smile on his face, Sheffield took a few steps back.
The other guy, who was itching for a fight, stopped. The other thugs surrounding Sheffield saw what was going on behind him, and in an instant, their facial expressions changed.
More and more people were emerging silently from the darkness near the bridge. Some of them noticed that a dozen vehicles were either pulling up or on their way, their lights blinding in the darkness as they traced over the scene. Those vehicles carried seven or eight people each, some riding on top.
Sheffield put his hands into his pockets, yawned and said to his reinforcements lazily, "Take 'em out quickly, boys. If you do it fast enough, maybe we can get something to eat. If you're thorough, dinner's on me. How does the fifth floor of the Alioth Building sound?"
Most of the men who came to help Sheffield had never been to the fifth floor of the Alioth Building before. They were excited by the offer. One of them even exclaimed, "Mr. Tang's a great guy. Bros, let's waste these idiots!"
"Let's fight!" the men behind Sheffield shouted in unison.
A couple of minutes later, Sheffield relaxed and left the bridge in his car, followed by a dozen vehicles heading in the same direction.
More than thirty thugs lay on the ground. Only some were conscious. One of them managed to take out his cell phone and dialed a number. As he was gasping for air, he reported, "Mr. Ji, we failed..."
In Y City First General Hospital
When Sheffield walked into the nurses' station, he saw them gossiping about something.
At the sight of him, one of the nurses rushed over. "Dr. Tang is here! Good morning, Dr. Tang!"
People around him all greeted him. "You're early! Or did you stay up all night and just decide to make it to work?"
"Are you kidding? Why sleep at home when I can come to work and see you lovely ladies?" Sheffield teased as he ran his fingers through his hair, playing cool.
His praise made the nurses blush. "Wow...Did he just...?"
"So, what's the big news? It's got to be big, or you'd be working. One of you said something about a star?" he asked with keen interest, bending over the counter.
"Yes, Dr. Tang. Debbie Nian! Heard of her? The famous singer. Married to Carlos Huo."
Sheffield's heart thumped in his chest. How could he not know her? She was going to be his future mother-in-law. His smile froze on his face. "Is she..."
A nurse interrupted him and said excitedly, "She's here with her eldest daughter, the regional CEO of ZL Group. They came to visit the patient in Ward 9. But they kept it hush-hush. We didn't recognize them till they took off their sunglasses."
Another nurse cut in excitedly, "That daughter of hers is a real looker. She's better looking in real life than on TV. Oh, my God. I could go gay for her, that's for sure."
'The regional CEO of ZL group, Ward 9...' It took him a while to process the information.
He had been racking his brain, trying to figure out how to introduce himself to his future mother-in-law. Now she was right here, at the hospital he worked at. He had to think fast.
Just then, Horace came out of his office and shouted at him, "Sheffield, you're here? It's time for rounds. You up for it?"
Sheffield was never reliable. When he was in a good mood, he would go on rounds, visiting the different wards and checking on patients. When he was in a bad mood, he would stay in the office.
'Rounds?' Suddenly, an idea came to him. "Yeah! Count me in!"
Sheffield trotted into the office and looked around. As expected, he saw the director of the nephrology department, who was going along with the doctors and nurses. He walked over to the director and decided to put his plan in action. "Dr. Qu, can we talk?"
Dr. Qu gave him a strange look and said, "Are you asking for more vacation?"
"That's not it. I'll work hard today. Here's the thing... " He then drew close to Dr. Qu and whispered something in the director's ear. Soon, Dr. Qu announced, "Dr. Tang, something came up. Take the lead on rounds this morning. Thank you very much!"
It was normal that the deputy director would be in charge of the rounds when the director was busy, so the doctors and nurses present weren't surprised.
As the smile on his face got bigger, Sheffield waved at the director and said, "Don't worry, Dr. Qu. They're in good hands!"
After Dr. Qu left, Sheffield quickly ran to the bathroom to wash his hands, and then looked at himself in the mirror to tidy his hair.
He straightened his brand-new white gown and put a special ink pen in his pocket, clip out, making it obvious he'd brought that pen intentionally.
After making sure that everything was kosher, Sheffield began to make the rounds with his colleagues. What was more, he got every doctor on duty to follow him.
His goal was to make himself look cool and powerful; a leader of a large group of doctors. He wanted to impress his future mother-in-law.
The group was a bit too much to handle, and looked a little disorganized. Many patients were very nervous when they saw so many doctors surrounding them to observe and discuss their conditions. There were a few who didn't know any better, and they feared their conditions were worse than they thought.
In Ward 9
Debbie was about to take off with Evelyn in two when Sheffield stormed into the ward with a group of doctors. She didn't even have the chance to say goodbye to the patient she was visiting. She had to hold back her words and stayed in the ward a while longer.
The spacious private ward was now full of people.
Sheffield looked at the woman who was answering a phone call near the window. Then his eyes met Debbie's. He put on a bright smile and greeted her with as much respect as he could muster, "Hello, Mrs. Huo."
Debbie was stunned. She had never seen a young man so polite. She sized him up. 'Is this handsome young man the director of this department?' she wondered.
Debbie smiled politely, "Hello."
'He's got a great smile, and it doesn't look like he's just grinning, ' she thought.
The nurses and doctors behind Sheffield were whispering about Debbie and her daughter, and some even wanted to ask for the singer's autograph. However, they were at work, and restraint was important.
Evelyn took a glance at Sheffield and immediately noticed the ink pen in his pocket that he had conspicuously placed there. She turned around, trying to hide the smile in her eyes.
Sheffield wanted to wink at her badly. But his mother-in-law was here, so he decided against it.
To avoid arousing suspicion, Sheffield also greeted the patient's family, and then asked the nurse behind him seriously, "Have you taken Mr. Mo's blood pressure this morning?"
"Yes, Dr. Tang. It was 190 over 110. His blood pressure is still very high, and he has been put on a drip to lower it."
Sheffield nodded and went to examine the patient himself.
Mrs. Mo whispered to Debbie, "Mrs. Huo, this is Dr. Tang. He was the one who operated on my husband. His skills are amazing for a young guy like that. He was in surgery for more than ten hours that day. He's handsome, polite, and super-smart. He must be from a rich family."