The Damages are in Millions!

"No, no… something's not right." Ethan's fingers tightened around the report as a wave of unease crashed over him. He had been set up. Someone was screwing him over.

"I only wanted to save someone! They were the ones stopping me! I had no choice but to act! And besides, I did save the Head of the Kleinberg life!" Ethan's voice was edged with desperation now.

Captain Brooks scoffed. "One thing has nothing to do with the other. Even if you saved someone, it doesn't erase the fact that you severely injured five people in the process."

A young female officer with shoulder-length hair crossed her arms, clicking her tongue in disapproval. "Just a second ago, you were saying you didn't hit them. Now you're admitting you did. Which is it? Liar."

Ethan's expression darkened, but before he could retort, Captain Brooks cut in.

"Enough." He sat down, his voice turning colder. "You should start thinking about compensation. The families of those five doctors are planning to sue you. And let's not forget the hospital equipment you destroyed… those machines were imported, there aren't any replacements available in the country. Patients are now left without the tools they need for treatment. This isn't just a fine, Mr. Ethan. This is a criminal offense. You're looking at jail time."

The weight of the word 'Jail' slammed into Ethan like a truck.

Jail? He was the legendary Carefree Miracle Doctor, the man who could save lives with one hand and take them with the other! He had only just left the mountains, and they wanted to throw him into prison?

This had to be a joke.

"Where's the Kleinberg family? Where's Sera Kleinberg? I need to see them." His panic was barely contained now, but his mind was racing. 

He had definitely been set up. Someone had manipulated this situation to trap him.

Right now, his only chance at understanding what the hell was going on… and getting himself out of this mess… was to talk to the Kleinbergs.

….

Carlisle Medical Center

Outside the VIP Ward

Several members of the Kleinberg family stood scattered across the hallway, their expressions ranging from irritation to indifference.

"The hospital wants to hold that kid accountable. Something about this feels off. I think we should stay out of it."

"Hmph! That bitch, Sera Kleinberg… just when that old fossil was finally about to kick the bucket, she somehow managed to drag in some lunatic and saved him."

"Watch your mouth! He's still our father!"

"Oh, please. Like you haven't secretly wished for him to die sooner."

"Enough. Shut up, all of you." The eldest son, Logan Kleinberg, rubbed his temples in frustration before cutting through the argument. 

"The hospital has sent us a compensation request. That punk, Ethan Vaughn, injured multiple specialist doctors when he barged into the emergency room. He also wrecked some imported medical equipment. The total damages are in millions if we include all the things."

At that, one of the Kleinberg wives shot up from her seat. "That kid did all of that! Why the hell should we pay for it?"

"Because he's broke."

"Then let him rot in prison."

Logan's younger sister, Vanessa Kleinberg, crossed her arms, her expression dark. "Isn't he close with Sera? Let her cover the damages. Our father left her quite the inheritance. Taking out some millions should be nothing for her."

The hallway remained filled with hushed murmurs and heated arguments.

….

Inside the VIP Ward

Sera Kleinberg sat quietly beside the hospital bed, resting her forehead in her hand, exhaustion evident in her posture.

Ever since her parents passed away, she had known that her so-called 'relatives' despised her.

It wasn't a secret. They tolerated her presence purely out of obligation to her grandfather. If it weren't for his protection, they would have driven her out long ago.

But what she hadn't expected was that they wouldn't even wait for her grandfather to pass away before openly discussing how to split his inheritance.

It was disgusting.

Had she not run into that 'random man' by sheer luck, her grandfather wouldn't have made it through today.

He was the last family she had left in this world.

'…Wait. What was that doctor's name again?' Sera frowned, tapping her temple in frustration. How could she forget to ask?

In all the chaos, she had been too desperate to save her grandfather. She had barely registered anything beyond his medical skills.

Thinking back, her first impression of him wasn't great. There was something about him that felt… insufferably arrogant.

"And I didn't even get his contact information." Sera sighed. She had wanted to properly thank him, but it seemed like he wasn't the type to seek fame or fortune.

A selfless doctor who only wanted to save lives… Maybe I misjudged him.

….

Meanwhile…

[Destined Protagonist 'Ethan Vaughn' has suffered a mental breakdown. Congratulations, Host. You have received 500 Fate Points.]

Leon Carlisle raised an eyebrow.

"Again?" The so-called 'Prodigy Doctor' was surprisingly fragile.

It had barely been an hour since Ethan got thrown into a holding cell, and he had already accumulated a total of 2,500 Fate Points.

That meant one thing—Ethan Vaughn 'The Protagonist' was panicking.

Leon smirked, swirling his wine glass lazily.

"I know you're in a hurry, but you'll have to wait." Sipping his drink, he pulled up the system interface.