The doctor gave her a stern glance. “Well, miss, if you want to be admitted, you need to pay. But after seeing your condition, I don’t think you can afford the treatment here!”
“But doctor, please…”
Before Anna could complete her sentence, the doctor cut her off. “Can you please stop shouting! I don’t care whether you die in pain! Remember, no money, no treatment. And if you continue acting like this, I will kick you out of here!”
Anna was about to give birth on the doorstep. She thought of requesting the doctor once again, but before she could say anything, he slammed the clinic door in her face and went inside.
Dejected, Anna decided to go to another hospital. However, the pain was so intense that she couldn’t move a bit. So she just sat there, gripping her stomach and looking for someone to assist her.
Luckily, a kind doctor came out of the clinic and offered her help. “Please come with me, ma’am,” he told Anna as he approached her. “I’ll save your child no matter what!” With that, the doctor escorted her inside, set up a separate ward for her, and ensured that Anna’s delivery went smoothly.
Not long after, Anna delivered a baby boy, but the baby was premature and had to be placed in the NICU immediately.
Poor Anna was so exhausted after the delivery that she didn’t wake up until the next morning when she discovered the obnoxious doctor by her side. “What the hell? Since when did this clinic start admitting beggars like you?!” He looked at her angrily.
“Anyway, It’s not too late to clean the mess. So get up and get out of the hospital!” he added and started “escorting” Anna out of the hospital.
Luckily, at that moment, the kind doctor, Dr. Paul Warner, came in. “Dr. Morgan, what are you doing? She gave birth yesterday, and she’s still weak!” he retorted.
Dr. Morgan gave a fierce glance to Dr. Warner. “Stay out of this, Paul! I’m your senior, and I know what’s best for the clinic. We can’t admit her without the fees! That’s a rule!”
“If that’s the case, I’ll pay her fees,” Dr. Warner said firmly. “But I’m not letting her leave until she and her baby recover completely!”
Dr. Morgan burst out laughing. “You’re such a knucklehead, Paul. I don’t think your bank account will allow it!”
“You don’t need to worry about that doctor,” Dr. Warner continued. “I will pay the bills by tomorrow morning. Mark my words!”
“Alright! But if you’re not able to pay the fees, I’ll kick her out,” Dr. Morgan almost yelled and walked away.
The next day, Anna was on her way to the washroom when she met Dr. Morgan again. “I checked with the accounts department, and the payment hasn’t been made. So pack your bags and get out of this place ASAP!” he ordered her.
“Doctor, just give me until the afternoon. My husband is on his way, and he’ll take care of everything,” Anna assured him.
Dr. Morgan sighed and rolled his eyes. “Do you really want me to believe that? Aren’t you just making up excuses so that you can stay here?”
“Well, doctor, if I’m making excuses, you can throw me out of here in the afternoon!” Anna said firmly and walked away.
To Dr. Morgans’ surprise, Anna’s husband actually showed up at the clinic that afternoon. But when Dr. Morgan saw him, he couldn’t believe his eyes!
“Mr. Carter, you?” he inquired, surprised.
“Yes, David. It’s me. My wife told me everything, and I can’t believe you treated a pregnant woman like that!”
It turned out that Anna was going to give birth in Germany, but her labor began early while her husband was away on a business trip. Anna considered approaching this luxury clinic for assistance because her husband was the primary sponsor there.
Since the pain was severe, she didn’t waste time changing her clothes and went there in her nightgown, forgetting her phone in the process. Dr. Warner kindly offered her his phone, allowing her to contact her husband.
When Dr. Morgan saw her outside the hospital, he mistook her for a poor woman and threatened to kick her out. But now that Dr. Morgan knew Anna wasn’t any random woman asking for help, he realized he had invited huge trouble for himself.
“I had no idea she was your wife, Sir,” Dr. Morgan said quietly. “I apologize for the mistreatment. ”
“How does it matter, David?” Mr. Carter almost yelled at him. “How can you behave like that with any pregnant woman!”
“Well, Sir. I won’t…”
Before Dr. Morgan could finish, Mr. Carter cut him off. “No, David. Nothing can explain what you did. And you should be punished for it. Therefore, I’m firing you! I hope this way you’ll learn your lesson.”
“But Sir, then the maternity ward won’t have a head doctor. Moreover, there aren’t many senior doctors here, and it may take the clinic some time to find one!” Dr. Morgan expressed his thoughts. “So, at the very least, let me stay here till then!”
Mr. Carter smiled at him. “You don’t need to worry about that, doctor! I have appointed someone as the head already,” he said and called Dr. Warner inside. “Let me introduce you to Dr. Warner, the new head.”
Dr. Morgan was shocked. “But Sir, he’s still young, and he’s inexperienced!”
“Well, he deserves to be a doctor and the head, considering how he decided to aid a pregnant woman without considering her status or whether she would have money!”
Dr. Morgan didn’t utter a word. He stood silently with his head bowed down.
Mr. Carter continued. “I don’t think you qualify as a doctor, David. A doctor would always try their best to save a patient! So, please leave and don’t come back here ever again!”
Dr. Morgan walked out of the clinic, embarrassed by what he’d done.
What can we learn from this story?
Don’t judge a book by its cover.
Learn to be humble and kind like Dr. Warner.
Good people always get goodness in return.
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Boyfriend Consistently Had Excuses for Not Inviting Me to His House, Everything Shifted When I Discovered the Reason
Just a few months ago, Jolene felt lonely and thought she might never marry. And now, she was already imagining her wedding with Steve. However, Steve still hadn’t invited her to his place, almost as if he was hiding something. Jolene feared the worst, but what she discovered still surprised her.
Jolene and Steve strolled side by side, their hands comfortably entwined as they meandered down the quiet, lamp-lit street.
The cool evening breeze gently brushed their faces, and their shared laughter seemed to echo softly into the night.
Their relationship was still fresh, only two months in, but the warmth between them made it feel as though they’d known each other much longer
Jolene glanced at Steve, a teasing smile spreading across her lips.
“You know,” she began playfully, “I still can’t get over the first time I saw your profile picture on the dating app.”
Steve grinned, his eyes twinkling with curiosity.
“Oh yeah? What about it?”
Jolene laughed, shaking her head.
“The picture of you holding up that enormous fish! I couldn’t stop laughing. I thought, ‘Who is this guy, trying to impress people with his fishing skills?’”
Steve’s face flushed slightly, but he smiled, clearly amused by her teasing.
“Hey, that was a proud moment! That fish was huge! And besides,” he added, puffing his chest in mock pride, “I thought it showed I could provide, you know? A strong, capable man bringing home the catch.”
Jolene giggled at his playful tone, and they both laughed together. The easy chemistry between them made everything feel light and joyful.
Steve leaned in, pulling her close, and their laughter faded into a soft, tender kiss.
Jolene felt a rush of warmth as Steve’s arms wrapped around her, grounding her in the moment.
But then, just as things seemed perfect, Steve pulled back slightly.
“It’s getting late,” he said gently, his eyes glancing up the street. “I should call a taxi to get you home safely.”
Jolene felt a pang of confusion at his sudden shift in tone. They were having such a nice time, and she wasn’t ready for the night to end.
“Or,” she began, trying to keep her voice light, “maybe we could share a taxi? You know, head to your place together?”
Steve’s smile remained, but his body language shifted.
He scratched the back of his neck and gave her an apologetic look. “Actually, my place is really close by,” he said. “I’ll just walk.”
Jolene’s brows furrowed slightly, but she kept her tone playful. “Then let’s walk to your place together,” she suggested, genuinely curious.
After two months of dating, Steve still hadn’t invited her over, and she was beginning to wonder why. It felt like a natural step forward, yet Steve had been hesitant.
Steve’s smile faltered just a little, and he quickly looked down at his phone, tapping away to call her a cab.
“Maybe next time,” he mumbled, not meeting her eyes.
As the taxi pulled up a few minutes later, Jolene slid into the back seat, her mind swirling with questions. She couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that Steve was holding something back.
What was stopping him from inviting her over? Did he have something to hide, or was he just not ready for a deeper commitment?
The ride home was quiet, with only the low hum of the engine accompanying her thoughts.
As the taxi drove away, Jolene leaned her head against the window, staring out into the dark streets, wondering if she was reading too much into things—or if her instincts were telling her something she needed to pay attention to.
The next morning, Jolene couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that something was off with Steve.
After their date the night before, where he once again dodged her offer to visit his place, her mind raced with possibilities.
Was it another woman? Or was he just too shy to take the next step? Jolene felt torn between trusting him and letting her doubts grow.
Finally, she decided she couldn’t sit around wondering anymore. She needed answers.
Jolene spent the morning baking a pie—her way of having a thoughtful excuse for an unexpected visit. If things got awkward, at least she could use the pie as a peace offering.
As she carefully placed the warm apple pie into a basket, she wondered what she might discover.
Was he keeping a secret? Was her gut feeling leading her down the wrong path? Dressed in a cute but casual outfit, she took a deep breath and called a taxi, heading to the address she’d managed to find.
As the taxi pulled up in front of Steve’s house, her heart started racing. She felt her hands tremble slightly as she grabbed the basket and walked up to the door.
The house looked quiet from the outside, a simple and cozy-looking place. Jolene took one more deep breath and knocked on the door, her ears straining for any sounds inside.
She heard footsteps, and then something that made her stomach twist—a woman’s voice. And, to her surprise, a child’s voice followed. Jolene’s heart raced faster, panic bubbling up inside her.
Could it be true? Was Steve hiding a family from her this whole time? Was that why he never invited her over?
Before she could think of what to say, the door opened slightly, and Steve stood there, his face pale with shock. His eyes widened when he saw her standing there, holding a pie.
“Jolene,” he stammered, clearly unprepared for her visit.
“What are you doing here?”
Jolene’s throat tightened, her mind buzzing with a thousand thoughts. “I thought I’d bring you a pie… you know, as a surprise,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. But then her gaze shifted past Steve, into the house, where she could hear voices.
“But it sounds like you have company. Steve, just tell me the truth. Are you married? Do you have a family?” Her voice trembled, her worst fears threatening to spill over.
Steve took a deep breath, his face full of tension. Slowly, he opened the door wider, and Jolene’s heart sank as she braced herself for the worst.
“I was married,” Steve said quietly, his voice heavy with emotion.“But my wife passed away. I’m a widower.”Jolene blinked, trying to process the information. Before she could even respond, a little girl peeked out from behind Steve, looking up at Jolene with wide, curious eyes.“Hi!” the girl said brightly, completely unaware of the tension in the air. “I’m Lucy! Who are you?”Jolene’s heart softened instantly.She knelt down, smiling warmly at the little girl. “Hi, Lucy. I’m Jolene,” she said gently, trying to steady her voice.Lucy tugged on Steve’s shirt, her excitement bubbling over.
“Can she stay for dinner, Daddy? Please?” she asked, her eyes sparkling with hope.
Steve looked at Jolene, unsure of what to say. Jolene, still processing everything, gave a small nod, signaling that she was okay.
Steve seemed relieved as he stepped aside to let her in.
As Jolene entered the house, she wasn’t entirely sure what to expect, but at that moment, she knew that everything was about to change.
Inside, the warmth of the house wrapped around Jolene like a comforting hug. The scent of a freshly cooked meal filled the air, making the atmosphere feel welcoming and homey.
As Jolene took it all in, another little girl, younger than Lucy, peeked shyly from behind the dining table, her curious eyes watching.
“That’s Carla,” Steve said softly, introducing his younger daughter. Carla gave a small, shy wave before quickly hiding behind the chair again.
Jolene’s heart melted at the sight of both girls. They were adorable, and seeing them made everything fall into place.
Steve had been protecting not just himself but his daughters too.
Lucy, full of energy and confidence, bounced over and grabbed Jolene’s hand, pulling her toward the table.
“Come eat with us!” she chirped happily.
Jolene laughed, following the little girl to the table where the meal was already set. She sat down with them, and the girls began to chatter and giggle, sharing funny stories about their day.
Jolene couldn’t help but smile at their innocence and warmth.
Steve remained mostly quiet, watching Jolene with a thoughtful look in his eyes as she effortlessly interacted with his daughters.
For the first time since they started dating, Jolene felt like she finally understood why Steve had kept his home life hidden for so long. It wasn’t about secrets or distrust.
He was protecting something far more precious—his family.
It hit Jolene that Steve wasn’t just hesitant; he was trying to guard his heart and his children’s hearts, making sure they were safe before letting anyone in.
As the meal came to an end, the girls were sent off to bed, leaving Jolene and Steve alone at the table.
Steve fidgeted with his hands, clearly nervous about the conversation they were about to have.
“I didn’t know how to tell you,” Steve began, his voice soft.
“I didn’t want to scare you away. It’s been so hard raising them on my own since their mom passed. I was afraid you’d think it was too much to handle.”
Jolene gently squeezed Steve’s hand, looking him in the eyes with a reassuring smile. “I’m not going anywhere, Steve,” she said softly.
“I was worried you were hiding something awful, but now that I know the truth… I’m just relieved.”
Steve’s expression softened, and his surprise was evident. “You’re really okay with this? With… them?”
Jolene nodded, her voice calm and steady. “More than okay. Lucy and Carla are incredible, and I can’t wait to get to know them better. And you too, Steve, in this new way.”
Steve exhaled deeply, a smile slowly spreading across his face. It was as though a weight had lifted from his shoulders.
“Thank you,” he whispered, his gratitude clear in his eyes.
Jolene felt a warmth blooming in her chest, knowing that this moment was significant for both of them.
As she left his house that night, she realized that their relationship had shifted into something deeper.
They were no longer just two people dating—they were building something based on trust, honesty, and a future that felt more real tan she had ever imagined.
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