Prioritizing the Rich Over the Poor

"Please just do it and order the procedure for moving my grandmother there, Doctor. Don't think about the costs because our appearance looks poor. Even though I don't want to tell you this, I know you doubt that I can pay the hospital fees for my grandmother, right, Doctor?"

Sunny's words hit home. Instantly the doctor felt that what he thought about Sunny was wrong. Even though he is poor, a doctor should not choose which richer patients to prioritize and which poor patients to ignore.

"Okay, Mr. Sunny. I will give you a letter to complete the patient transfer procedure. I hope Mrs. Martha recovers quickly," the doctor was embarrassed. His professionalism was overshadowed by Sunny's words about the equal rights of every human being.

"But before leaving this hospital, please pay the remaining treatment bill that cannot be claimed using the public welfare card, sir. This is hospital policy," the doctor's continued words made Sunny glance.

"Okay, Doctor. I'm going to the cashier right now. Thank you for understanding and not slowing down my grandmother's recovery. See you, Doctor!" Sunny said goodbye and left the doctor's office.

A little admiration remained from Sunny's strong figure towards the doctor. The best wishes came to my heart after Sunny disappeared from behind the door of her room.

The doctor then called the nurse, "The patient's family, Mrs. Martha, has requested to transfer the patient. Bring that to the hospital's main office." The order.

Sunny did not go straight to the hospital cashier because he had not received the details of the bill he had to pay. He chose to return to the front of the ICU room to see Grandma Martha's condition from outside.

Meanwhile, Qira was sleeping on her side with her head resting on a paper bag containing her dress, in a long waiting chair in the hallway. Sunny didn't want to disturb Qira's sleep so he chose to just stand in front of the glass dividing the ICU room.

'Be healthy, Grandma. I only have one grandmother in this world. Let me be filial to my grandmother to repay the debt of filial piety that I never owed my grandmothers because they were already dead,' thought Sunny, hoping for his grandmother's recovery.

Sunny was seen looking in all directions, making sure there was no one else in the hallway outside the ICU apart from himself and Qira who were asleep. Once he felt safe enough, he touched his ear and pressed the small button on his earring.

"Uncle, it seems I've had enough of playing hide and seek with my enemies. Maybe it's time for me to come out of hiding," Sunny said two long sentences to someone who was currently listening to his call.

[I know you can handle everything, Sunny. Immediately solve your problems there and hurry back to California. It seems like Boss Jack misses you, but I'm not completely sure,]

"Grandpa may miss me but I think he misses Brother Shine more, who hasn't visited him for a long time. I will take him there when our relationship is good again, Uncle. Please take care of everyone there. I'll close first." Sunny said again before turning off their communication connection.

After that, Sunny reached for his old cell phone to contact someone else.

"Keanu, I have to move Grandma Martha to our family hospital. Even though on paper I own the hospital, no one knows who I am there. Can I ask for your help again?" It turned out that Keanu was the one he contacted again.

"I will carry out grandma's surgery myself. Please contact the person in charge there if I will come and deal with my grandmother myself. But I ask, please don't make a fuss because I have to concentrate on healing grandma. Can I ask you this?"

Keanu responded to many sentences and Sunny seemed to be listening diligently, "Okay, thank you. Sorry because I just left you like that. Once grandma gets better treatment, I will treat you to a drink. See you,"

The curve of the smile explained that Sunny was more relieved than before. Now all he has to do is move his grandmother to the Garendra family hospital which his late grandfather had handed over to Sunny.

He turned to Qira and approached to wake her up.

"What's wrong, bro? Is Grandma awake? What did the doctor say about grandma?" while rubbing her tired eyes, Qira asked.

"We will transfer Grandma to a bigger hospital for better treatment. Grandma will undergo surgery there," Sunny answered.

"Where?"

"Garendra Health Center. Grandma will be moved there," he answered again and Qira's tired eyes suddenly widened.

"Are you dreaming, huh? How could we take Grandma for treatment there? It's the biggest hospital in the city. Where should we get the money to look after Grandma there? I've been fired by Mrs. Sally, grandma too. Then you? You're just a construction worker with a salary of one hundred and fifty thousand rupiahs a day. No one will lend us the money, bro. There isn't any…"

Qira cried again. Poverty is so real it's sad. Even though she dreamed, she never imagined that she would be able to pay hospital fees at an elite hospital like the Garendra Health Center, which is said to cost twenty-five million rupiahs a day and does not include other extra costs.

Sunny stroked Qira's hair, "Don't cry. Didn't I promise you earlier that I would make you and Grandma happy? Come on, don't make me feel like I'm a useless man for you and grandma,"

Even though she didn't believe it, Qira didn't want to answer her brother's enthusiastic words which sounded sad.

"Change your clothes first into the ones I bought you earlier. What you're using now is very dirty with grandma's blood and it makes me want to kill the people who have hurt you," Sunny said again, but this time his words made Qira shudder and scared.

Without asking, Qira immediately nodded briefly and went with the paper bag containing her dress to the hospital toilet. Meanwhile, Sunny walked to the hospital administration office to confirm his grandmother's transfer procedures.

"Excuse me, I'm a relative of a patient named Martha who is in the ICU. How long will it take for my grandmother to go to Garendra Health Center?" Sunny asked a woman on duty there.

Sunny received another look of disgust from Miss Administration, "Please sit down and wait a moment. I'll check the patient's bill first." She said curtly.

"Waiting again? Didn't the doctor who treated my grandmother confirm it half an hour ago? What did you do during that time? My grandmother needs to get treatment immediately!" Sunny is furious. His loud voice made the administration room quiet and amazed.

Even though she was afraid, Miss Admin tried to fight back because Sunny's appearance clearly showed that he was a poor person whose interests could be ignored.

"What do you mean by questioning our performance? Of course, we work according to applicable procedures. Even though the doctor treating your family has given you a transfer letter, there are still several bills that you have to pay. I'm sure the doctor has already told you that!" the lady answered loudly.

"How much should I pay?" Sunny was starting to get tired of arguing, especially since the administrative officer was a woman.

"Eighteen million rupiahs includes handling costs during the journey to the destination hospital. We do not want to receive complaints from the patient's family in any case." Miss Administration answered.

"Only eighteen million rupiahs but you complicate all my grandmother's transfer procedures? Gosh, why didn't you tell me earlier without wasting time?!" Sunny shouted at her.

"Watch your attitude and don't make a fuss here. This is a hospital, not a market! If you have money, immediately pay this bill to the cashier. Hurry up, our working hours are running out soon or the patient will have to wait until tomorrow to be transferred!" Miss Administration again scolded Sunny, "Please step aside. Many people are waiting. Next!" the excitement of calling the patient's family who also have an interest in the hospital.