Salute To The General

Chapter 180 Dr Richard Steele

In the private office of Adventist Private Hospital.

A pot-bellied, slightly bald man in his forties could be seen talking respectfully to a feminine-looking

man.

This feminine-looking man was no other than Jerry Zabinski.

Jerry Zabinski toyed with the paper cutter in his hand and spoke in an impassive tone, "I heard that

three workers from the accident at Asiatic Mall construction site are still in critical condition. They have

to undergo craniotomy surgeries to save their lives."

Richard Steele then chimed in, "Yes. Even a number of doctors from different hospitals in Channing

could not save them."

Tm guessing Penny Smith will come looking for you soon. It's very likely that she will request for you to

be the primary surgeon. I want to see the operations fail and the three workers become casualties of

the accident."

Richard Steele had wanted to reject Zabinski's request intuitively. After all, his reputation was at risk if

the three patients died on his operating table.

However, his eyes met with Jerry Zabinski's death glare when he was about to reject him.

thought about Jerry Zabinski's cruel and ruthless acts and the influences of the

head, "Yes, Mr.

unpaid labor. I'll give you a

off Penny Smith.

no matter the

with delight. He made some simple calculations in

make a major fortune

"Hehe. I understand,

moment that someone came knocking

his consent and

assistant reported in a polite manner, "Dr. Steele, Mr. Nathan Cross and Ms.

to see you.”

and Jerry Zabinski cast glances at each other before Steele turned his head to

"Take them to the reception room. I'll be there

"Okay!" The assistant replied.

reached the reception room wearing his white robe and gold-rimmed

moments later.

Cross and Penny Smith as soon as he went inside

Penny Smith. Wow, what a surprise. This

her alluring curves and

did not notice his salacious stare and approached

Dr. Steele. I'm the General Manager for Diva Limited,

Nathan Cross.”

Nathan Cross. He

lot about you

yesterday night."

that bad news travels faster than the