Chapter 184 Let Sophia Stand Enough
When they arrived, Simon was the one who answered the door again.
When he saw Sophia and Michael, he recognized them immediately, and his kind, gentle face turned cold.
"Who are you looking for?"
Sophia didn't notice anything wrong at all and eagerly stepped forward to greet him. "Hello, my name is Sophia, and this is the president of the Johnson Group, my partner.
We're here today to seek medical treatment.
We've heard that the miracle doctor from Medica Vitae Sect has amazing abilities. My partner has suffered from illness for many years and hasn't recovered yet.
We sincerely hope today that the doctor will agree to treat him!"
Hearing this, Simon really wanted to sneer.
If he remembered correctly, this Michael standing before him had his leg treated by Olivia back then.
And she had carefully nursed him back to health for so many years.
Yet he showed no gratitude, treated Olivia coldly, and now had the nerve to come here asking for help!
Simon responded coldly, "Sorry, Mr. McCoy isn't taking patients. Please leave."
With that, he started to close the door.
"Wait... wait..." Sophia hurried forward to stop him.
This matter was crucial to whether she could secure her position as Michael's wife! How could she give up so easily?
She blocked the door and pleaded, "Please help us. We came with complete sincerity this time, and money isn't an issue! Please, the doctor is so skilled, he must have a compassionate heart. He surely wouldn't just stand by and watch such an excellent person become disabled, right?"
Simon replied flatly, "Mr. McCoy naturally has a compassionate heart, but he also has his own rules. Whether he sees patients or not is entirely up to him."
At this point, Robert beside them quickly added, "That's natural, but we haven't even met him yet. How can we know what he wants?"
Michael also spoke calmly, asking, "Sir, could you let us meet Mr. McCoy?"
Simon was getting impatient, his tone growing colder. "Sorry, Mr. McCoy is in a bad mood these days and isn't seeing visitors. Please leave."
With that, he pushed hard and closed the door directly.
As he went inside, he happened to see Rodolfo coming out to check the situation. "Who's outside making all that noise?"
Simon said coldly, "Michael and that homewrecker who bullied Ms. Smith. They want you to treat him, but I stopped them."
Hearing this, Rodolfo's face darkened like water. "He still has the nerve to come? And he brought that woman?"
"Yes!" Simon nodded.
At this moment, Sophia outside the door hadn't expected they would be refused.
Michael's brow furrowed tightly. He hadn't anticipated the other party would be harder to deal with than expected—they hadn't even gotten to see the doctor.
Robert asked hesitantly, "So what now? Should we go back first?"
"How can we do that?!"
Sophia immediately interrupted him. "We came all this way. How about this—I'll keep asking them, maybe the doctor will agree?"
With that, Sophia continued pressing the doorbell, calling out toward the villa, "We really came with sincerity. Please give us a chance. I'll keep standing here... just please help us!"
If she was going to put on a show, it had to be real.
She was doing this not only to seek treatment but also to show Michael.
Inside the villa.
Simon and Rodolfo had already gone inside. They could see Sophia standing at the door clearly through the security monitor.
But Rodolfo showed no sign of softening. He said coldly, "Since she likes standing so much, let her stand. She'll probably leave on her own later."
"Yes!"
Even without Rodolfo saying it, Simon thought the same.
Sophia deserved to be taught a lesson.
Rodolfo didn't want to pay too much attention, but when his eyes fell on Sophia, even through the screen he could sense how fake she was, her face full of schemes. He immediately got angry again.
"Smart brain, could have had a great future, but got bullied like that by this kind of woman. Totally useless!!!"
Simon could tell who he was scolding.
He replied with a smile, "Ms. Smith is kind by nature, a good person. How could she compete with someone so calculating?"
Hearing this, old Rodolfo got even angrier.
He scolded, "Wealthy families are full of scheming and fighting. She married into the Johnson family—what good is being kind? No wonder she got bullied so badly!"
Simon consoled him from the side, "You can't say that. Not everyone in this world is as cold and calculating as the Johnson family..."
Rodolfo's anger didn't subside. "Who told her not to listen to me?!"
Simon saw his angry expression and smiled helplessly, but he knew this person had a tough exterior but a soft heart—he definitely felt bad for Olivia.
The more it was like this, the less they could let those two people outside off the hook...
Later, after Rodolfo went to rest, Simon called over a household servant and gave some instructions.
A few minutes later, a servant left the house to buy things.
Seeing someone come out, Sophia quickly grabbed her. "Excuse me, is Mr. McCoy willing to see me now?"
The servant shook her head. "I'm just a servant, I don't know about these things. But Mr. McCoy is a really good person, and soft-hearted too.
Before, there were people who came seeking treatment and stood outside for a long time. Mr. McCoy was moved and eventually agreed to treat them, even though he hadn't wanted to at first."
Hearing this, Sophia immediately felt hopeful. "Okay, I understand. Thank you!"
With that, she immediately stood properly again, and the servant left.
But she never expected that this standing would last two hours.
Sophia had never suffered like this before and was starting to struggle.
The servant who had left returned again.
Seeing her, Sophia couldn't help asking, "When will Mr. McCoy soften?"
The servant looked hesitant. "Well... I don't know either. How about I go ask for you?"
Hearing that she was willing to help, Sophia quickly said, "Yes, yes, thank you so much..."
But the person never came back.
That evening, as night fell, Michael finally got out of the car with a dark expression and told Sophia, "Let's go back. It looks like they don't plan to give us this opportunity."
"But..."
Sophia looked anxious. "Your leg can't wait..."
"It's just a few days, I won't die."
Michael replied, "We'll find another opportunity later. Maybe today really wasn't a good time for us to come."
"Alright, I'll listen to you then."
Sophia had no choice but to agree.
After Michael and Sophia left, Simon received a report.
Rodolfo happened to come downstairs and heard them talking, so he asked Simon, "What are you talking about?"
Seeing him come down, Simon hesitated for a moment but still confessed about deliberately messing with Sophia.
Rodolfo didn't seem to blame him, only saying, "Why waste your time on that? Just throw them out directly."
Simon said with a smile, "I just wanted to help Ms. Smith vent. When Ms. Smith came before, she stood outside for half an hour. Since Sophia is asking for your help, she should at least get a taste of hardship.
But speaking of that Michael, he's really not much. He actually let a woman stand there for so long for his sake. Ms. Smith really didn't see people clearly before. That person really isn't someone worth trusting."
Rodolfo snorted. "I'm never wrong about people—she's the one who didn't listen to me!"
His tone carried a lot of resentment.
But the next second, he changed his tune and said, "The divorce is good though. They were never a good match. Getting free early is actually fortunate."
Simon smiled and replied, "So does that mean you've forgiven Ms. Smith?"
Hearing this, Rodolfo put on a stern face again. "Who said I forgave her? I didn't..."
With that, he left in a huff.
Simon watched his back and shook his head helplessly. What a stubborn temper...
The next day, Olivia came again. This time she brought homemade desserts that Rodolfo used to love.
However, this time she still didn't get to see him.
Olivia still felt somewhat disappointed.
Simon saw this, took the things, and quietly told her, "Mr. McCoy isn't as angry anymore. You don't need to stand here waiting today. Go back first."
Olivia knew that staying wouldn't make Rodolfo stop being angry right away, so she chose to listen to Simon.
"Then I'll go back first."
Simon nodded.
Not long after Olivia left, Sophia came too.
This time, she came alone.
She was determined that this time she would convince him to treat Michael.
Simon hadn't gone inside yet. Seeing Sophia come over, he still told her coldly, "Mr. McCoy really isn't taking patients. Why did you come again?"
His tone was somewhat impatient, as if saying why was Sophia still pestering them.
Hearing this, Sophia felt somewhat dissatisfied.
She had already stood there for so long yesterday—shouldn't he soften up by now?
No matter how capable he was, this attitude was a bit too much.
But Sophia didn't dare say these things.
She held back her temper and spoke nicely to Simon, "Sir, we came with sincerity before, and we believed your servant and knelt for a long time. Is Mr. McCoy really unmoved? What does he want before he'll agree to treat my partner?"
Although her tone was good, who couldn't hear what she meant?
Simon immediately laughed. So she was already losing patience and showing her true colors?
He replied coldly, "What, are you now blaming Mr. McCoy for being heartless?"
Hearing his tone, Sophia realized she had misspoken.
So she quickly explained, "No, no, I didn't mean that. You misunderstood. I was just anxious for a moment..."
Simon interrupted, "I think that's exactly what you meant. Please leave."
Then, without giving Sophia any face, he slammed the door right in front of her.
Sophia stood there stunned, not expecting to have offended them like this.
But the repeated rejections also made her expression darken.
Could she be blamed for this?
It was clearly them being too arrogant!
She had already stood at the door for so long—what more did they want from her?!