The Girlboss Begs for Remarriage



After a brief silence, Winter eventually picked up the documents that Fredo had passed to her.

Right now, she was not just defending her own honor and future-she had to protect all the patients in the building right now, as well as maintain the public's faith toward Zamri Hospital.

If those journalists outside managed to break inside and saw the state of affairs within the building, this major security incident would definitely stir endless waves of chaos.

And as the chief of hospital, Winter would be compelled to resign amid overwhelming criticism, even though Frank had gone through great lengths to get her this position.

She certainly did not want to let Frank down so soon.

However, even though Winter was ready to be butchered, she gasped audibly after reading the document Fredo brought and looked up at the man in disbelief.

"What's wrong, Ms. Lawrence? You look very surprised."

Fredo chuckled, but it was clearly faked this time.

Even from his point of view, the demands made in the partnership agreement were ridiculous.

"Mr. Barzini."

Winter sighed, pausing to properly phrase her words. "I can accept the condition that Shellan Group would be established as the sole supplier of all pharmaceutical products in this hospital."

Then, pointing at the fine print, she snapped, "But what do you mean by the final pricing of all products supplied being up to Shellan Group's discretion?!"

"It's exactly what it means."

Fredo shrugged and smiled. "Isn't it normal for the retail prices of medicine to fluctuate in the market?"

"Normal, you say?"

Winter snorted despite herself. "Even if it is, you should be noting the rate of inflation or deflation, instead of setting the prices of your medicine as you like. Or did you think we should be charged five hundred bucks for a bottle of pills that only costs five bucks?"

"Exactly."

Fredo nodded, shooting Winter a nonplussed smile. "Zamri Hospital would lose nothing since it's the patient's who pay the bills in the end. And who knows? Your business might prove even more profitable than before."

Bang!

Winter slammed her palm on the table, biting her lip and snapping, "Fine! I can accept that, but what's this?!"

She pointed at the last clause and

read it out loud. "The monthly wage system of all doctors will be

abolished. They will instead be paid commissions or incentives

according to prescriptions and

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patients' consumption..."

Thump!

Slamming her knuckle on the table, Winter glared at Fredo furiously. "What's the meaning of this?! Hinging the doctors' income on their patients' consumption and on the prescriptions they write?!"

"We're simply applying a carrot-and-stick policy."

Fredo shrugged and smiled. "Isn't that a good thing? That would stop any doctors, who think they can

slack off and encourage them to et

dedicate themselves to making money for Zamri Hospital. Isn't that a good thing for you as the chief?

"In that sense, Shellan Group is committed to paving a road to riches for Zamri Hospital, don't you think?"

Seeing that Fredo was actually proud instead of feeling ashamed, Winter felt sick to her stomach.

"You're involved in the medical field yourself! Don't you feel an obligation to honor the ethics for practicing medicine?!" she demanded.