Just when all those thoughts were running through my mind, I didn’t realize that the man standing close to me had raised his hand.
“I’m a doctor,” Hayden stated as he raised his hand.
What?!
“What are you doing? This isn’t some joke! Someone really needs help,” I hissed at him in shock as I tried to pull his raised arm down to his side.
What kind of bullshit is Hayden spouting now? Hayden…a doctor? Impossible. Hayden is a mafia gang leader.
“I’m offering help. Can’t you see?” Hayden replied bluntly.
“No…but you’re not…” I said, in shock and confusion.
“I’m a doctor,” Hayden stated firmly.
“You’re a…doctor?” I repeated in disbelief.
“…What’s with the face?” Hayden asked mockingly.
“You’re kidding right?” I said, still unable to believe him.
“You’re a doctor, Sir?” a young man who was a member of the staff came running up to Hayden.
