Triple Blessings: Mr. Fu's Passionate Pursuit

“Mr. Jarvis, thank you for wasting so much precious time with me and for putting up with my stubbornness.”

Mr. Jarvis shook his head.

“Dr. Dunn, you’re being too polite. It’s my job to psychologically break down suspects, and this incident is no exception.”

Richelle knew he was trying to save face for her.

“Regardless, I owe you a favor, Mr. Jarvis. If you need my or Roy’s help in the future, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

After considering her words for a moment, Mr. Jarvis finally spoke up.

“Dr. Dunn, I do have an uncomfortable favor to ask.”

Richelle quickly said, “Please, go ahead!”

Mr. Jarvis glanced at Nathan Caroule, and Richelle understood.

“Nathan, put on your headphones and listen to some music.”

Nathan complied.

Mr. Jarvis then spoke to Richelle.

“In our department, there was an informant who provided us with information for over a decade. However, he recently discovered a tumor in his brain during a medical examination. His family is not well off, and even if he were hospitalized, the chances of recovery are slim, so he has given up on treatment.”

“I know, Dr. Dunn is very busy. The patients she treats are either politicians or…”

“Just send me his medical records later!”, Richelle interrupted him.

Mr. Jarvis looked at her with surprise and disbelief.

“Dr. Dunn, are you really willing to take a look at his case? He probably can’t afford the high cost of surgery. Our department can make a donation, but it would be a drop in the bucket.”

Richelle was slightly annoyed.

“Where did this misunderstanding come from, saying that I don’t treat poor people?”

Although Mr. Jarvis didn’t say so explicitly, his tone implied it.

Mr. Jarvis felt awkward, “No one said that, but the high cost of surgery isn’t Dr. Dunn’s charging problem; it’s the expensive equipment and the like.”

Richelle nodded and took out her phone.

“Mr. Jarvis, let’s add each other on WhatsApp. I’ll send you an application form.”

Mr. Jarvis quickly took out his phone. After adding her as a contact, Richelle sent him the form.

“This is a charity foundation established by Roy Lewis using his personal funds. Just have him fill out the form and go through the application process. I’ll study his condition as soon as possible, and once we have a viable plan, I’ll contact you.”

Mr. Jarvis didn’t hold much hope because he heard that the surgery cost around US$ 273,362.

So when Richelle gave her answer, he could hardly believe his own ears.

“Is that all it takes?”

Richelle nodded.

“Yes, as long as I can perform the surgery. Of course, if I can’t do it, I’ll ask my mentor to take a look, and if she can do it, she will.”

Mr. Jarvis, a man in his forties, had his eyes well up in tears after hearing Richelle’s answer.

“Thank you, Dr. Dunn!”

Richelle shook her head, “Mr. Jarvis, treating patients and saving lives is our doctor’s duty, just like fighting crime for you.”

Mr. Jarvis took a moment to regain his composure.

He continued, “The informant is someone I personally recruited, and we didn’t pay him much, but he always worked hard. He has a family to support, and I can’t bear to see him leave them behind like this…”

Richelle nodded, “I understand. If, and I mean if, he recovers after the surgery and is no longer suitable for risky work, you can let him come to me.”

Having worked as an informant for over a decade, he must have saved countless lives and restored hope to many people’s lives.

Such a person should not be abandoned by fate, nor should they be deprived of a better future.

Mr. Jarvis gave her a deep, grateful look and thanked her sincerely.

Richelle said, “Everyone’s life is valuable, and I believe the people he saved would also want him to be healthy.”

At first, Mr. Jarvis was somewhat resentful about accompanying Richelle to visit the Dunns.

However, since she was the victim and Mr. Fred had specifically asked him to do so, he had no choice but to comply.

Now, he felt ashamed of his initial resentment.

Just like his informant, regardless of their poverty or humble profession, their lives were just as precious.

As a doctor, Richelle knew this and would naturally save him.

And Richelle, although she was a powerful, privileged person who seemed untouchable, her life was just as valuable, and he, as a person responsible for protecting public safety, should protect her without discrimination.

It was not because she was the president of the Lewis Group, nor because she was the wife of the acting president.

But simply because, as a citizen, he must protect her as well.

It had nothing to do with status or privilege.

“Dr. Dunn, I apologize.”

Mr. Jarvis, a forthright person who admitted when he was wrong, would also change his ways.

Richelle surprisingly understood his meaning right away.

“Mr. Jarvis, your words are too heavy!”

In fact, Richelle had gradually become indifferent to various misconceptions over the years.

Moreover, her identity as Roy Lewis’s wife would inevitably lead to more misunderstandings and criticisms.

But she didn’t care because she knew she was doing the right thing.

“By the way, you don’t need to organize donations. The full cost of the surgery will be covered by the charity fund.”