âSo, you two are using your jobs as medical staff as an excuse to pry into the private lives of blood donors? Do you have no professional ethics?â Balfour sarcastically questioned, making the two young nurses hang their heads in shame âMr. Howard, we know we messed up! In fact, weâre just interns right now, weâre not even real nurses yet.
So, weâre hoping youâll let this slide and not make a big fuss about it. We donât want our mistake to tarnish the publicâs view of our hospital or the medical profession as a whole. The rest of our colleagues are hard working and professional, it wouldnât be fair to let our screw-up affect them.
As for me, I know Iâm not cut out for this sacred job anymore, Ill be handing in my resignation to the hospitall Balfour listened impassively, then tumed to the other silent nurse, asking. âSheâs quitting on her own, what about you?â
The other nurse, looking downcast and choked up, said âMr Howard, I lost the bet. I was already planning to quit my intern position and leave the hospital Donât worry, once Iâm gone, I wonât do anything to damage the hospital s imageâ
Balfour, a decisive figure in the business world, had no mercy, nor was he swayed by a womanâs tears.
He firmly believed that adults should be accountable for their actions, and if you screw up, youâve got to pay the price The two nurses, out of sheer boredom, took it upon themselves to carry out DNA blood tests on donors to satisfy their own curiosity, which was completely out of line They had no business working in a hospital.
Balfour turned to Quinton, coldly ordering. âHave someone question them thoroughly again, check their recent activities, see if there are any suspicious places outside the hospital, and confirm if what they just said was true. If no issues are found, report their actions to the head of K City Hospital and let their superiors deal with itâ
Resignation was too light a punishment for them; they deserved to face the consequences and never work in a medical-related field again. That was the lesson they needed to leam.
âUnderstood, Mr. Howardâ
Quinton accepted the order.
Balfour put down his coffee cup, preparing to leave this time-wasting room.
He got to the door, his hand about to touch the doorknob, when he suddenly stopped, as if he remembered something.
Balfour turned around abruptly, glaring at the two female nurses, âYou just said you lost a bet?â
The nurse who lost the bet admitted, âMr. Howard, itâs me; I lost.â
Balfour asked, âWhat was the bet?â
The nurse explained clearly. âShe bet that you and Ms. Mendoza were siblings, and I bet that you two were a couple. However, the DNA test proved you and Ms Mendoza are indeed siblings, so I lost the bet Mr. Howard, I mistakenly thought you were some irresponsible man, but youâre actually a loving brother. Iâm really sorry for misunderstanding you!â
As the nurse was explaining, she didnât notice the change in Balfourâs expression; his eyes were bloodshot, as if they were about to burst.
Balfour quickly walked over and grabbed the nurseâs clothes, âSay that again! The DNA test showed what relationship between me and Ellinor?*
The young nurse was taken aback and completely dumbfounded. She didnât know what she said wrong. âThe DNA test proved you and Ms. Mendoza are siblingsâ¦â- Balfour, with a grim face, asked in a low voice. âWhere is the DNA test report?