Chapter 8 Taking A Sperm Sample

Rosalynn lightly chuckled, "Sir, you've read my paper. Do you also believe I plagiarized?" The principal furrowed his brow, "Rosalynn, my belief in you doesn't matter." Rosalynn nodded in understanding, "Sir, don't worry, I'll take care of this." After leaving the principal's office, Rosalynn called Gerald. In the Higgins Group. A man was nervously presenting his slides in the conference room. Finally, with two big words "Thank you" on the last slide, the presentation reached its conclusion. The manager of the Planning Department summarized, "Mr. Higgins, thank you for your attention. Please provide us with your critique and guidance." Gerald sat in the chairman's seat, his face cold and aloof. Meanwhile, Rosalynn's name kept flashing on his phone screen. Unperturbed, he simply turned off the screen. "Who's next?" He asked impatiently. The next presenter was the manager of the Marketing Department. Standing at the front, the woman exuded competence and professionalism. "The Higgins Group's 20th-anniversary charity gala is scheduled for next Friday night." "Invitations for the guests will be sent out this week..." Despite Gerald's phone being on mute, its screen persistently flashed. Growing impatient, he turned off his phone. Gerald regretted giving Rosalynn his personal number that night. If he had left the number of his assistant, Rosalynn wouldn't have the chance to bother him. At the Higgins Medical Center. Rosalynn brought some medical records to the office of the Reproductive Medicine Department and knocked on the door. A gentle female voice responded, "Come in." Rosalynn entered the room and saw Mya Reace just putting on her white coat and sitting down. "Mya, there's a patient who needs to be transferred to your department for treatment." Mya took the medical records and opened them, only to be surprised by what she read. It was a case of oligospermia. A wealthy businessman in Oberton, married for three years, had yet to conceive, leading him to seek treatment at the private hospital owned by the Higgins Group. Rosalynn gestured for silence, placing her index finger to her lips. "As usual, if anyone asks you about this, you just need to say it's the woman's problem." Men valued their pride. Wealthy men were even more particular about their image. If reporters of some gossip magazines were to find out that the businessman and his wife were seeking infertility treatment, they would surely try to investigate further. The businessman couldn't afford to lose face, so his wife would have to take the blame. Mya chuckled knowingly and closed the medical records. Thinking about the rumors spreading in the university, she looked at Rosalynn, concern evident in her eyes, "Rosie, how are you holding up lately?" Rosalynn straightened her posture, "Are you asking about the plagiarism allegations?" Mya remained silent; her gaze was filled with worry. Rosalynn shrugged, "It's unbelievable. The university set up a special investigation team to review all the papers I've submitted to prestigious journals." "Once the investigation team was established, what was initially a rumor seemed to be confirmed." The investigation implied guilt, and now everyone believed Rosalynn had indeed plagiarized. Mya asked, "Have you managed to contact Gerald?" Mya used to be a wealthy young lady and had close ties to Gerald's circle. Even though the Reace family has fallen from grace, her connections with Gerald's circle hadn't been completely severed. Rosalynn shook her head, stating, "He's the one behind this whole thing." Mya raised an eyebrow, unable to make a neutral judgment. Rosalynn was like a little sister to her, while Gerald was her benefactor. With Mya's mediocre medical qualifications, she shouldn't have had the opportunity to work in a hospital like this. However, Gerald gave her the chance, making her the head of the Reproductive Medicine Department, a position that was easy and paid handsomely. After thinking for a while, Mya decided to give Rosalynn an opportunity to meet the man. She took out an invitation letter from her drawer. "This is an invitation to the Higgins Group's charity gala. Gerald will definitely attend." Rosalynn picked up the invitation, gave it a swift glance, and planted a quick kiss on it. "Mya, I love you so much," she said. Mya flicked her hair playfully. "I'm not interested in women." Rosalynn returned to the Urology Department and began her rounds with the head of the department. In the department, female doctors were a rarity. When male patients laid eyes on Rosalynn, their expressions revealed either disdain or lust. However, to Rosalynn, gender was irrelevant. When they reached the VIP ward, the head of the department was particularly careful. He checked the nursing records and talked to a man with respect, "Mr. Scott, we need to do a routine analysis of your semen today, but the nurse said you haven't left a sample yet." Mr. Scott had an oily complexion and a face the size of a basin. He looked at Rosalynn lecherously. "I can't get the sample by myself. Find a doctor to help me." The head of the department hesitated a bit. " Mr. Scott, it might be a bit..." "What? You doctors can't help with a sample now?" Mr. Scott interrupted impatiently. "The service here is terrible." The head of the department seemed troubled. "Okay. Let me…" Mr. Scott retorted, "But you're a man!" Then he looked at Rosalynn with an unfriendly gaze, revealing a meaningful grin. "Isn't there a pretty doctor right here?" He pointed at Rosalynn. "You, come and help me." The head of the department now understood Mr. Scott's intentions. This wasn't about collecting a sample; he just wanted to take advantage of Rosalynn.