The Rise Of Nicholas Hensaw

Chapter 29

The call was loud enough for Nicklaus to hear what the other person said.

"What's wrong?" Nicklaus asked with a frown.

"I think there's something wrong at the hospital," Nicklaus said, standing up while Chris did the same.

"Did they specify the kind of emergency?" Nicklaus inquired, but Chris shook his head.

"No, they didn't," Chris muttered as they exited the building and walked to the parking lot. They got into the car, and Chris drove straight to the hospital. Unlike before, no bodyguards escorted them.

The drive was quiet until they reached the hospital. Nicklaus hurried out of the car.

They rushed to the emergency room and noticed doctors rushing in and out of the room.

Chris turned to look at Nicklaus, and their eyes met. They approached the room and immediately entered. Nicklaus took a face mask from the side of the room.

"This is getting out of hand," one doctor in the room said.

"What do you mean?" Chris asked, gesturing for one of the nurses to move aside. Nicklaus had a clear view of the patient, and as he watched them work, he observed they were doing something wrong. He quickly moved to where Chris stood and said in a low voice, "Move aside."

Nicklaus gestured to the doctor who was prepared to operate on the woman, indicating he should pass him the medical tools.

The doctor hesitated, turning to Chris for permission, and Chris nodded.

The doctor was surprised—they rarely allowed inexperienced or unlicensed doctors into the operating room. Now, the hospital hadn't even seen Nicklaus's credentials, knew nothing about his experience, yet they were letting him handle surgical equipment.

The doctor was still staring at Chris, thinking he had made a mistake when he gestured for him to pass the medical tools to Nicklaus.

"What are you waiting for? Can't you see the patient is bleeding?" Chris asked, and the doctor immediately passed the tools to Nicklaus. Nicklaus began the operation.

"Are you sure this man knows what he's doing? This is the governor's daughter, and we can't let anything go wrong in this surgery," one of the nurses said.

"Exactly. He looks inexperienced, and judging by his clothes, he looks like a beggar. If he does treat people, I'm sure it's at some small clinic," another nurse said. They had more to say but chose to remain quiet, not wanting Chris to send them out of the room. Once dismissed from the room, they knew their fate would be to pack their belongings and never set foot in Triple H Hospital again.

"Even doctors who work in small clinics wear better clothes. What he's wearing looks absurd—he looks like someone coming from a farm," another nurse commented.

Suddenly, Chris reached into his pocket and dialed a number.

Normally, calls weren't made inside the operating room, but no one had the authority to question him. Ninety percent of the people in the room weren't aware that Nicklaus was the lost heir Chris had dedicated his life to finding. They'd heard rumors that he had finally been found, but they dismissed it, thinking it was an April Fool's joke since this happened to be April Fool's Day.

As someone answered Chris's call, he said, "I need three new nurses in the emergency room. I'm dismissing three." The three nurses who had spoken earlier immediately began begging, falling to their knees.

"Sir, please. We're sorry."

Chris didn't respond to them. "Sir, we didn't mean to offend you. It's just that the entire room has had a terrible odor since the person who followed you walked in," one of the dismissed nurses said.

Chris frowned and asked, "Are you still in this room?"

"Sir, please, we love our jobs."

"I don't think you do. Stop making noise in this room. You're no longer nurses here, but that doesn't mean you can break the rules we have," Chris's words cut like daggers.

The nurses didn't know what to say—Chris rarely changed his mind. He had only done it once, and that day everyone called it a miracle.

One nurse fell to her knees, and the other two followed, but it was pointless because immediately, the three replacement nurses Chris had requested walked in. Chris ensured the three dismissed nurses were escorted out.

The doctors watched intently. They had never seen anyone so skilled before.

He performed everything so swiftly, as if he had been doing surgery since childhood. The way he handled the instruments made the operation look effortless.

After four hours, he completed the surgery. He removed his mask and surgical cap before walking out of the room.

Chris followed. "You operated just like your father in there," Chris said, but Nicklaus didn't say a word. Nicklaus didn't even know his father was a doctor, so he had nothing to say to that compliment. He didn't know whether to be angry that others knew his father better than he did, or to be angry that he was left believing something false his entire life.

"He was just as swift as you, and trust me, many doctors traveled from everywhere just to observe him work. Just as the doctor was surprised in there, so were other physicians surprised," Chris said, swallowing hard.

"Stop it! Stop mentioning my father's name in my presence. Aren't you tired of talking about a dead man?" Nicklaus asked sternly.