Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

Chapter 2300 Support

Besides their medical conditions, the records included their contact number. Those people had all suffered from terrible diseases, and Francesca had poured out her soul to treat them, pulling them from the jaws of death. All of them had vowed to help Francesca if she ever needed help in the future. All she needed to do was to call them.

It was finally time to ask them for help. Anthony took out a huge ledger from the safe and handed it to Francesca. Francesca flipped through the data of over thirty people. In the end, she chose a patient who had left the most impression on her and dialed his number.

The phone rang for quite some time before the call connected. “Hello?” a raspy voice answered on the other end in fluent Ustranasion. "Hello. This is Francesco...”

“Francesco, the miracle doctor?” The person on the other end of the line instantly perked up. It was as though a tired man had regained all of his energy. “Is this really you?”

The man was Justin Jablonski, a well-respected old general. Even though he had retired, he still held a high position and had great power in Valmora.

Unmarried and without children, he had a lot of old wounds on his body from his days of the war when he was younger. Because of that, he was in constant agony. During the winter two years ago, he had been so tormented by the pain that he had wanted to shoot himself and end his life. It was only because his subordinates discovered him on time and prevented him from doing so that he was still alive.

When the president of Valmora found out what had happened, he allocated a high budget to search for a good doctor. Through recommendations from people, he found Francesca, who had spent two months treating him, saving him from the torture of his pain. Up till then, he was still taking the medications Francesca had prescribed him.

In that two months, Francesca and Justin had become great friends. The old general had given her a bullet pendant and said that she could come to him if she ever needed help in the future. He had promised that he would give it his all to help her.

“It's me, General Jablonski. I need your help. Are you willing to help me?”

"Of course! What do you want me to do? Feel free to state your request.”

Francesca told Justin about the orphanage. She told him that she wanted to transfer ownership of the orphanage under his name so that if anything were to happen to her, Justin could protect the orphanage as well as the children there.

Justin agreed to it without any hesitation. He then followed up with a question. “I'm old, and I don't really like to go online, but there was this one day I saw some news regarding Erihal in the newspaper. The silhouette of the person in the photo looked incredibly like you, and she was also a Chanaean doctor. I got my men to go online and look up everything related to the news. Upon close inspection, the person still looked like you. I wanted to contact you, but I didn't have the means to, and I was worried that I'd be disturbing you, so I've been waiting for you to contact me. You know this. I always turn my phone off whenever I sleep in the past.”

Francesca’s heart swelled with emotions when she heard that. “Did you keep your phone on while sleeping just because you were waiting for my phone call?”

"Of course!” Justin smiled. “Not only did you save my life, but you are also a great friend of mine. Tell me, are you the Chanaean doctor in the news?”

"Yes..." Francesca trailed off, unable to explain the entire situation.

“Callan that b*stard! How dare he bullies my savior!” Justin was enraged. “I'll kill him!"

“Uh...” Francesca was taken aback. “Are you not even going to ask for the truth?”

“What's there to ask? No matter what the truth is, they're still the ones in the wrong. Our Francesco, the miracle doctor, is so kind and so good. How could you be wrong? Even if you are at fault, it's because they left you no choice,” Justin thundered in full confidence. “Don’t worry about the orphanage. I'll get someone to see to it immediately. You don't have to be afraid either. Even if the sky falls, you'll have me to protect you. Whichever b*stard dares to bully you, I'll rip off their heads and use them as soccer balls!"

Francesca snorted in laughter upon hearing Justin's remark. Grateful tears began pooling in her eyes.

“Don’t laugh. I'm being serious. Don't think that I'm old. I still have a bit of power in me,” Justin said in a serious tone. “Where are you now? Are you safe? I'll send someone to pick you up immediately.”