Chapter 437
Marshall and Vermont had no time to call the police then. It would have taken the police ten to twenty minutes to arrive, no
matter how fast they were, since it was an ordinary civil dispute.
After Marshall exited the car, he talked to an old lady at the fruit stand in front of the hospital. He asked her to play the sound of
police sirens at 3:00 p.m. sharp. The old lady accepted Marshall's offer of 200 dollars and agreed.
"Marshall's so smart. I d idn't expect that group of trash to act so cowardly. He ran while clenching his ass when he heard the
sirens. We should have just called the police to catch them."
Nine out of ten people who have committed crimes would run if they heard the sirens. They clearly knew they were wrong;
otherwise, they would not have been so nervous.
As soon as those men left, the doctors and nurses hurried over to hook up Rainee's ventilator. Zayla helped the doctors and
nurses clean up the mess on the floor. The place finally returned to its original state.
Stella stayed in the ward to see the results of the doctor's examination while Marshall and Vermont waited in the corridor.
"I should have taken a photo of those guys just now!" Vermont hit his head suddenly and said. "In case Keegan wants to deal
with them when he comes back and sees the injury on Stella's face."
"Where is he?'
"I don't know. He said he's going on a business trip, but I don't know where. He turned off his phone, so I couldn't contact him."
"His phone is off?"
Marshall lowered his gaze and asked after a long time, "Is he still on the plane?"
"He should have gotten off the plane at this point, right? Maybe the old lady asked him to do something in secrecy." Vermont did
not find it strange since that kind of thing had happened before. He did not say anything else after that.
Rainee was not well. Before this, the doctor had told Stella that her mother's body was weak and her organs were failing her.
Being taken off the ventilator for quite some time affected her condition. Her lungs developed lesions, and she could not breathe
independently. She needed the ventilator.
Previously, the doctor stated that Rainee had a year to live; however, this incident caused her time to shorten to two or three
months. Stella's heart tightened when she heard that. She pursed her lips and did not speak for a long time.
"By the way," the doctor recalled something and said, "Ms. Jewell, we haven't received the payment for your mother's medical
expenses."
Stella was taken aback, "The money didn't go through?"
’No," the doctor said. "The director urged me to talk to you about it this morning. You can go downstairs to verify this later."
The doctor did not care much about the fees since he was unclear.
"Okay. Thank you, doctor."
When Stella exited the ward, Vermont greeted her, "How is she? Is everything alright?" Stella shook her head tiredly. "Wait for
me here. I need to go downstairs to clear up some stuff."
Marshall approached her and said, "I'll come with you."
'I have something to ask you," he whispered.
Vermont wanted to follow, but his phone rang. He went to take the call.
Stella and Marshall walked down the dark stairwell in silence. After they went down two levels, Stella said," I'm really sorry about
what happened last night, Mr. Moore." "It's not your fault. You have nothing to be sorry for," he smiled.