"Your income? What are you talking about?"

While Winter was still confused, she quickly argued, "I've never deducted anyone's income—I actually remember giving everyone working in the morgue a raise too."

"Bah!"

Yannick spat on the floor despite Winter's confusion and laughed coolly, "That's why I called you a weaning brat! Don't you know how valuable dead people were to the hospital?!

"Ever since you started that stupid scheme of rewarding a thousand dollars for each patient with serious illnesses cured, every doctor and every department is so motivated that they could raise the dead, and it's been so long since the morgue had any bodies!"

"I-Isn't that a good thing?" Winter was left even more confused.

"Bah!"

Yannick spat on the floor again as he bellowed in inconsolable rage. "You bitch! Do you really not know, or are you just pretending?! Don't you know that the morgue used to bring in the most of the hospital's income?!

"There's no point in saving some patients-if they die, so be it! Our hospital would be keeping the most valuable stuff they can offer, and even a middleman's commission to a crematorium would earn us a ton!

"I used to live off that, but I've had no orders for over two months! Why do you think I chose this job in the first place?! Do you really think that I like talking to corpses?!"

Winter was still confused despite the elaborate rant. "The most valuable stuff... the corpses can offer?"

Sensing Winter's confusion, Frank clapped her on the shoulder and explained with an impassive look, "Their organs.'

"What?!"

Hearing those two words, Winter was at first confused, but that soon turned to shock, and then rage.

Tears welled up in her eyes even as

she glared fixedly at Yannick, wheezing as she demanded, "D-Dr Jorst... That's what you were making a living off?! Aren't you afraid that someone would do the same to your corpse too?!"

"Hah! I'd be dead-I wouldn't care."

Yannick smirked haughtily. "Also, I'm not like those peasants. I'd never die here no matter what happens, and no one would dare to touch my body." "That's enough!"

Winter's shoulders were shaking,

and she pointed at the door as she snapped, "G-Get out! I don't ever want to see you again... no, I refuse to let someone like you keep your job in medicine! Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

"I'll inform the staff internally, you monster! You'll never be a doctor ever again!"

"Hmph. I was never a doctor."

Yannick shrugged nonchalantly. "I'm just a businessman out to make money."

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Winter's face pale at her words, while Mona was left fidgeting restlessly as Yannick strode off" you really just going to let him go, Winter?" Content belongs.

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"Grow up," Frank said quietly. "The journalists will soon get in here. If we restrain him, we would be providing fuel for their imagination."