My Great Escape Led Me to You novel Chapter 314

The director studied the boy’s scalded arm with a frown, his sharp eyes lingering for a moment before glancing at the woman. “It’s a pretty severe burn,” he said flatly. “Let’s skip the pleasantries and talk compensation.”

The woman’s face tightened as she gathered the boy into her arms, her voice full of motherly distress. “You’ve suffered, Carson. I’ll make sure you get justice. I won’t let anyone mistreat you.”

Carson nodded with a pout, “Okay, Mom.”

The nurse looked startled. “But… how could this be? Director, this burn isn’t—”

The director’s gaze snapped to her, cold and commanding. “You’re Nurse Liu from orthopedics, right?”

She nodded quickly, “Yes, sir.”

He cut her off, voice low and stern. “Your basics are shaky. I’ll have the head nurse give you some extra training.”

The nurse turned pale, twisting her uniform in her fists, desperate. “But Director, this burn was originally—”

He shot her a glare. “Are you the director or am I?”

She bowed her head, voice barely audible. “Yes, sir. I understand.”

The woman stood up, chin raised, basking in her victory. “It’s not just this nurse. And you,” she added, pointing at the woman in the wheelchair, “you’re the one who hurt my son. Now that the hospital director’s spoken, you can’t get away. Pay for my son’s medical bills, and since he’s still in school, if he misses class, you’ll owe for that too. And I have a job—if I have to take time off to care for him, you’ll pay my lost wages.”

Carson, puffed up by the support, stuck his tongue out and made faces at Emily Blair. “Serves you right, you mean lady! Pay up!”

Emily Blair gave them a withering look, spun her wheelchair, and started to leave. There was no reasoning with people like this.

She didn’t waste another word on them.

But the woman, emboldened by her uncle’s backing, lunged forward, grabbed Emily’s wrist, and yanked her from the wheelchair, sending her crashing to the floor.

Emily had been on guard the moment the woman reached for her, instinctively trying to fight back. But she’d forgotten about her injured left ankle—one slight movement sent a wave of agony through her, stealing all her strength. The woman was strong; within seconds, Emily was wrenched down, landing hard.

She fell on her left side, her leg pinned beneath her, the full weight of her body crushing her battered ankle. The pain was so fierce it drained all color from her face.

The woman didn’t care in the slightest. She gave a disdainful snort, grabbed Emily by the collar, and hauled her halfway off the floor. “Trying to run? You’re not going anywhere until you pay up!”

The nurse’s heart lurched at the scene, and she stepped forward instinctively. “She has a broken foot—you can’t—”

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