Ethan's words caught everyone by surprise; they wondered if he was genuine or if he was going on with his madness.
They believe he was still messing around; after all, he could not pay for his medicine, which was only $2500. The front desk lady wouldn't be lying to them.
"You son of a bitch."
Many people cursed out; Ethan didn't put ears to their words; he understood their frustration; it was his fault for not understanding how the donation aspect works, but he needs at least one person to believe him.
The man nodded to Ethan's words.
"I have an account with the hospital."
Ethan smiled and said,.
"Okay, let's make the payment."
Ethan and the man came out of the waiting room and headed to the front desk. Julian was boiling in rage; she couldn't believe this madness. Even Annabelle was angry; she saw Ethan as a heartless individual, giving people false hope when he had nothing.
"Stop this madness now; you can't even afford your medicine. How do you plan to pay for this man's son surgery?"
Ethan didn't listen to her words.
"Send me the hospital account details."
Julian eyebrows reached to her eyes, and she faced the man beside Ethan.
"You actually believe this scoundrel."
"He says he can pay; maybe he can. He looks genuine to me; please, I have no other options."
Ethan felt the breakdown in the man's words; he hopes it works this time; he really hopes it works this time around.
Julian faced the security men.
"If this doesn't work, I want you to beat the madness out of this boy! Do you hear me?"
The three security men surrounded Ethan without saying a word, demonstrating that action speaks louder than words.
Julian faced Ethan.
"Better leave now because if this doesn't work, you can't hold the hospital responsible for your negligence."
Ethan simply sounded straight away.
"Don't waste my time."
Julian forehead completely, she saw herself smacking Ethan on his head, well, she would want the transaction to fail.
She called the numbers for Ethan.
"Your madness comes to an end today, brat!"
Ethan carefully typed the numbers; he hesitated for some seconds before he clicked the send button.
It displayed, loading for a few seconds before Ethan heard Poppy's voice.
[Donation successful. The host has successfully donated $100,000. [The host needs $900,000 more to get a point.]
Ethan's heart ceased to function as the app displayed success. He couldn't believe it worked; he prayed it should work, but now that it worked, he couldn't believe it.
He smiled at Julian.
"Haven't you received it?"
Julian frowned. She was looking at Ethan the whole time, and he did nothing with his phone; his phone screen went blank when he entered one of his applications, and he was operating the phone like he was really doing something.
She wanted to say something when a notification popped up from the computer.
[$100,000 has been credited to Jonathan.]
Julian almost choked out; she couldn't believe it. But how! How did it happen?
Annabelle stammered.
"It worked. He sent the money."
She looked at Ethan with a full smile.
"You have paid for his son's surgery."
The man lost it. He collapsed on the floor, crying.
"Thank you, man… Thank you… I am so grateful! So.... "
Julian remained motionless on her spot; she couldn't believe Ethan had up to a hundred thousand dollars, and he gave it away so easily.
Could it be he wasn't joking when he said he wanted to donate to the hospital? Right now, Jonathan's son would be transferred to another hospital for treatment because they were shutting down a week from now.
She faced Ethan; she doubted he had such money; he was just a student; there was no way a student would have such money.
"The payment went through."
She wished she could hide her face in a hole.
Annabelle was looking at Ethan in admiration. To be able to pay such money in one go, he must be from a rich family, but he doesn't dress or act like one.
The rest of the people in the waiting room hurried to Ethan.
"Help us. Please help us."
The security men cleared the way for them.
Annabelle sounded.
"He only wanted to help one person, which he had already done."
Ethan smiles at her.
"I never said I wanted to help only one person; I would help as many people as I could."
Annabelle was flabbergasted by Ethan's words.
Ethan had just spent a hundred thousand dollars, and he was ready to spend more money.
How rich was he?
Julian had the same thought as Annabelle: how rich was Ethan?
Ethan turned to face the crowd.
"It's okay, everyone, if you have an account with the hospital. I would help you with the money.
"Form a line so we can get this done quickly."
He was brought here by an old man who used up all his money to pay his hospital bills. Why would he be angry with people who need help because they insulted him and call him all sorts of names?
As long as he has the money, he will help those who genuinely need it.
The first person who stepped forward was a woman.
"... it would cost $50, 0000"
Ethan transferred the money.
Julian's eyes widened in shock, and once again, payment was successful.
"It would cost $100, 000."
"It would cost $200,000. Please help me."
The woman fell to her knees.
"$20, 000"
"$45, 000"
"$25, 000"
Ethan kept sending without hesitation; new people joined in, but he didn't chase them away; he paid for everybody; everything eventually summed up to two million dollars.
Julian was motionless on her spot as she received the last-person notification.
[$250,0000 has been credited.]
She couldn't believe her eyes. How could a university student be this wealthy?
He basically donated two million dollars! Like it was nothing.
She had meant some rich lads from prominent families, and they wouldn't dare spend so much on purchasing something, let alone giving it as a donation.
'Who is this godly man'
Ethan received two messages from the system.
The host has spent two million dollars on donations. The host has been rewarded with two system points.
Ethan smiled seeing this, but he swiped the system messages away by mere thinking about it, then he faced Annabelle and Julian.
"Julian, take me to the director's office."
Ethan sounded deeply.