Divine Doctor Sanders directly walked up to me, giving me a deep bow!
Divine Doctor Sanders knew exactly what the man before him represented!
A few days ago at the Thompson family, he met him once, initially thinking he was a fraud. It wasn't until he saw Samuel Thompson stand up with his own eyes that he realized he was wrong!
Completely wrong!
In the past few days, he consulted friends of all calibers in the medical field, and not a single person believed it!
As a somewhat reputable doctor, he naturally understood what having excellent medical skills meant.
It meant that one day he would stand atop the world, looking down at everyone!
So, in these past days, Divine Doctor Sanders simply stayed in Brooksdale, ostensibly to engage in discussions with various hospitals, but in truth, he just wanted to find an opportunity to meet David Johnson. If he could forge a good relationship, all the better!
Unexpectedly, he really stumbled upon him!
How could he pass up this opportunity?
This bow left Doctor Randy utterly bewildered. Divine Doctor Sanders was observing the highest form of respect in the medical community, usually only performed in front of revered seniors.
But now, what was Divine Doctor Sanders doing?
Could this young man be a senior? What a joke!
Before he could react, Divine Doctor Sanders spoke up:
"Dr. David, I... we meet again, didn't expect to see you here! About last time, I deeply regret it, please forgive me, Dr. David."
Little Sanders?
Doctor Randy nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
How could Divine Doctor Sanders refer to himself as Little Sanders in front of this young man?
And he even used the honorific 'you'?
No, Dr. David? When did Eldoria gain another Dr. David?
Not just Doctor Randy, but everyone present was utterly bewildered.
I was only about twenty years old, yet I'm a divine doctor? It's utterly laughable.
Katherine Simmons crossed her arms, letting out a cold snort: "The Moore' girl has some amazing acting skills, finding not only a scammer of a boyfriend but also a fake doctor as a stand-in, utterly ridiculous. And Divine Doctor Sanders? Ha, he looks so sleazy, how can he be a divine doctor?"
Upon hearing this, Doctor Randy's face turned completely blue!
Divine Doctor Sanders was indeed a divine doctor! He even attended international medical exchange conferences! His medical papers were top-notch in the industry! Who dared to call him fake?
Just as he was about to retort, Elizabeth Moore burst out laughing, pointing her finger at Divine Doctor Sanders's nose: "Sarah Moore, you have no shame, bringing a garbage-collecting old man to act as a doctor. This old man even calls me Dr. David. Haha, if I was so divine, would your brother still be lying half-dead in the ICU?
Now I understand why your family is so poor, the poor simply have to maintain a facade to their own detriment!"
Sarah Moore' face turned pale, and just as she was about to raise her hand to slap back, Divine Doctor Sanders rushed over, heedless of his image, "Snap!", slapping Elizabeth Moore across the face!
"You little girl, such a vicious mouth, even this old man cannot stand it."
Though he had never hit a woman before, he realized this was his only chance to make an impression in front of David Johnson!
So what if he slapped her, with his status in Eldoria and Northridge Province, would he fear a woman?
Seeing this scene, Doctor Randy nearly went mad, Divine Doctor Sanders, hailed as a master, actually hit someone?
My heavens, this is big news for sure!
Suddenly he had a bad feeling, if anything happened to Divine Doctor Sanders at their hospital, he wouldn't be able to handle it.
Seeing the slapped woman intending to rush over, he quickly stood in front of Divine Doctor Sanders:
"Let's talk this out, no fighting in the hospital..."
Elizabeth Moore was beside herself with rage. Ignoring me and Sarah Moore, she continued to point at Divine Doctor Sanders's nose: "How dare you slap me, do you know who I am? You sleazy old man, believe me, I can make sure you don't survive here."
How could Divine Doctor Sanders fear her, he glanced at David Johnson out of the corner of his eye, noticing the latter watching him with interest, he rejoiced inwardly, coldly saying to Elizabeth Moore: "Make it so I can't survive in Brooksdale? Do you have the qualifications?"
Katherine Simmons quickly tugged her husband's sleeve: "Are you just going to stand by?"
Watching his daughter get hit and insulted was too much for Lawrence Moore, and he stepped forward, his voice stern: "I, Lawrence Moore, have some standing in Brooksdale. Now that you've hit my daughter, as long as you kneel and apologize, I promise not to pursue this matter further.
Otherwise—hmm, I'll make sure you understand what regret is!"
After speaking, Lawrence Moore took out his phone, clearly preparing to call someone he knew.
Divine Doctor Sanders nearly spat out a mouthful of old blood; this little piece of trash dares to threaten him?
He glanced at me, then directly said to Lawrence Moore: "Go ahead and call, I'm standing right here today, let's see if they're willing to make me leave!"
Lawrence Moore didn't respond, just smirked and dialed a number, soon switching to speakerphone.
A dignified voice came from the other end of the line: "Who's this?"
"Old Zhong? It's Lawrence Moore, sorry to bother you so late, how have you been? We just went fishing a few days ago."
"Oh, it's you, what's up, calling so late?" The voice on the other end sounded somewhat casual.
Lawrence Moore chuckled and said: "Actually, there is something. I'm at your place, and my daughter had a conflict with someone on your side, and got hit."
Hearing about trouble at the hospital, anger was apparent in the voice on the other end: "Who in their right mind would dare touch your daughter? I'll call the security department right away!"
Lawrence Moore, feeling rather proud thanks to the other's attitude, continued: "Sorry to trouble you, we're on the fifth floor now. The one who hit her seems to be named Sanders, wearing a white coat from your hospital, don't know if he's a doctor..."
"Clatter!" From the other end, it sounded like the phone fell to the ground.
After a few seconds, an urgent voice came through: "What did you just say? The person who hit her is named Sanders? Is there a male doctor wearing glasses beside him..."
Lawrence Moore looked beside him at Doctor Randy, realizing there was, indeed, such a person. Laughing happily, he said: "Old Zhong, you're truly astute..."
Before he could finish speaking, a chaotic voice interrupted from the other line: "You quickly let the male doctor wearing glasses say something..."
Doctor Randy naturally heard the request and timidly called out: "Dean, it's me... Little Peterson."
The other end fell immediately silent.
Deadly silent.
Several seconds later, an earth-shattering roar erupted from the phone!
"Lawrence Moore, what on earth are you up to! I'm telling you, don't bring me into your mess! If anything happens to Divine Doctor Sanders, can you handle it!
I worked so hard to invite Divine Doctor Sanders here, do I not know his character, don't slander him!
This damn... no, I'll come over right away! Just wait for me! Also, Little Peterson, no matter what, don't let Divine Doctor Sanders suffer any grievance, or I'll transfer you to the nursing department!"