The Runaway Groom

Chapter 313

The interviewer shot her a look. “No excuses. Now, leave.”

But Irene was not about to give up on such a rare opportunity!

“Please give me a chance. I’ve prepared for this interview-”

“That’s your business. You’re late and missed your chance, so you only have yourself to blame. You won’t be late if you care at all,” the interviewer growled impatiently. “I would have to call security if you insist on staying.”

Irene stopped in his tracks then even as disappointment caught her.

She sighed she had a rare opportunity, and it went up in smoke.

Stepping out of the hospital, she felt more or less dissatisfied-it would have been better if they had rejected her because she fell short of their standard, but she did not even get an interview…

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The thought left her despondent!

As she made up her mind to leave, she heard someone speaking and turned to look.

It was the old man she had just saved earlier, and the interviewer and the old man saw her too.

Irene was not inclined to speak with him-she had taken the Hippocratic Oath as a doctor, and helping him was no trouble.

She turned around and continued ahead when the old man called out, “Please wait a moment.”

Irene turned and asked, “Were you talking to me?”

The old man walked up to her and asked, “Did you come for a checkup?”

“No, I had an interview, but I was late, so…” Irene cast a helpless glance at the interviewer-it was his cold. indifference that denied her a chance.

The interviewer frowned. “You know her, chief?”

The old man nodded. “I had a heart attack and didn’t have my aspirin. She saved me there.”

Turning back toward Irene, the interviewer asked, “Was that why you were late?”

Irene nodded, even as she felt surprised.

Chief? Did that mean the old man was the hospital’s chief?

The interviewer grimaced just then. “Why didn’t you mention that?”

Irene was speechless-he was so snappy and stopped her from explaining herself! Did he even give her a chance?!

The old man said then, “Come to my office.”

Seeing that she had a chance now, Irene naturally followed chipperly.

The interviewer turned to look at her just then-he was in his forties, and he had chiseled facial features and a sharp glare, which naturally discouraged anyone from holding his gaze.

Irene kept her head down as well. It was the first time she felt utterly intimidated by another person.

They soon arrived at the chief’s hospital, and the old man told the interviewer, “You can go about your business, Stephen. I’m just having a few words with her.”

With that, Stephen Carr quietly left, while the old man said, “Please have a seat.”

After Irene did so, the old man asked, “Since you’ve come for an interview here, would you happen to know our specialty?”

Irene certainly did since she had done her homework!