Chapter 275 - You had to be a hero, didn't you? (9)

12 April, Gu Private Hospital, City K

As the car slowed down to enter the hospital grounds, Paul paused and looked carefully at Abigail. The fifteen to twenty minutes that it had taken to drive here, quietly talking to her, not only made him feel guilty from having injured her but had him realise that she was an interesting person to talk to despite her age.

The biggest problem was her mother, who not only tried to force her daughter onto society men but tried to seduce them into being her lover at the same time. She wanted to control not only who her daughter was in a relationship with, but have the man so tied to her that she could get everything that she wanted from them. That was a line, even his mother at her worst never crossed.

The other thing he realised in that short time was Matthew, in dressing him down was right. The world did not stop because he could not have the woman he wanted. Yes, he had for over ten years been focused on trying to develop a romantic relationship with Sally, but had he missed the opportunity to find the love of his life being so single minded on his focus when she had never given him any encouragement that their relationship was anything other than a friendship.

Noticing how quiet it was on the other side of the car Abigail said "Is there something wrong? "

"No," was Paul's immediate sharp response. Realising that he had been extremely discourteous, Paul softened his tone, continuing "Sorry. I was distracted."

"Thinking about business? That makes you just like my father."

"Sort of. I just want to avoid what will be a circus when I see to getting you the medica treatment that you need."

In the dim light in the car, Paul could see that Abigail was confused. Calmly he said "As it was not a life and death situation, I opted to go a little further to one of the private hospitals owned by the Gu Group, and…"

Realising why Paul was concerned Abigail interrupted adding "And you suspect that the administrator will come and make a larger fuss than is necessary."

"Correct. While we have several hospitals here, their administrator, while being capable of the job, has the tendency to pander to the senior executives of the group and their family, as well as those of high social or significant wealth in the community rather than following policy as to what our hospitals should do."

"Treat sick patients?"

"Yes," was the blunt reply. "When I was young, I always thought it strange that my father put money into purchasing a failing private hospital group when no one in the family had medical expertise or interest. But it is an extremely worthwhile investment, both from a profit aspect but also a corporate social responsibility basis. The problem is that in pandering to certain people, the administrator can lose sight of the corporate social responsibility that the hospital has. As soon as he knows I am here, he will do that…"

"Sometimes is that not a good thing?" came the quizzical response.

"It can be, but I hate being fawned over as he does when I need medical treatment. It is unnecessary, as when we are sick and injured, we are all the same. But if you want to be out of here quicker and back to the event, I can do that?"

Feeling the vehicle coming to a slow stop, Abigail knew she needed to make a quick decision. Paul's words made her realise that her family's wealth made things a lot easier for her. While that could be good, was it always the right thing? Could it, in some cases place people at risk? That was something to think about.

However, it seemed intriguing to be able to spend some more time with Paul. In the past when she had spoken to him at events, he always left when her mother started to control the conversation. Her mother chased most interesting younger men off, and only drew men her father's or the few new people within their social group to her. The only one that she had not driven away that was interesting was David Hwang, and he was even older that Paul Gu, and the rest of his friends. She was still willing to converse with him, but at the same time she was still angry when he won the couture LY Dress at the annual JL International Ball, he gave the prize to her mother, who was using it as a weapon. How wonderful it would have been to have a couture dress designed by Lexi Yao in her wardrobe, and it was her mother that had the pleasure of that.

Abigail, as the car pulled to a complete stop, turned and in a calm considered manner said "You made me think. Mother has always said that our wealth and position in society given us special privileges, but it is unnecessary to use that to fast track me through is just not right. Why should that allow us to hurt others, through pushing them down getting necessary medical treatment."

Squeezing her hand, Paul realised that despite her age she had some ability to understand the world as a whole. Away from her mother, she was some who was just as interesting as Sally always had been. A mixture of naivety, spoilt child, but someone who had thoughts of their own with several other things thrown in.

Before either of them could respond, the door was opened, and Paul quickly slipped out and moved around to the other side of the vehicle to scoop Abigail into his arms and take her inside. After only having taken six or seven paces five staff came rushing out, one with a wheelchair with a nurse saying "Mr Gu, let us see to what has happened here."

Pushing the staff member wheeling the wheelchair aside, Paul carefully sat Abigail into the chair and pushed it inside to the triage nurse.

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