CEO's Mysterious Fiancee

Chapter 9

Denise said shamelessly with an annoyed expression. She was simply shameless. No one knew what to do with Denise. But Paige suddenly kicked Denise, and the latter fell to her knees with a plop. No one saw how Paige had done it, but they could hear the sound of Denise’s knees hitting the ground. It sounded painful. “You, you little…” Denise was so hurt that her lips were trembling, and she could not stand up. “As a doctor, it is your duty to save your patients.” Paige’s eyes were cold, and her voice was even colder. “The knife in your hand is used to save people, not to ***them!” “You! You… Don’t try to slander me in front of Mr. Stowe. I didn’t do anything!” Denise was so angry that she was trembling. “We all know what you did and want to do!” Just then, the hospital director came and said, “Mr. Stowe, is your grandfather alright? I’m sorry. I just came back from an academic conference… Eh, what is going on? Denise, why are you kneeling on the ground?” When Denise saw the hospital director, tears welled up in her eyes, and she could not stand up in pain. The hospital director appreciated Denise and praised her in front of many doctors, making everyone follow a good example of her. Just as she was about to complain, she heard the hospital director’s surprised voice Get Boys “Paige, why are you here too? Why are you wearing a sterile suit? You You can’t be the high school student who operated for Mr. Stowe, right? I heard about it on the way here… So, Mr. Stowe is fine?” When everyone heard his words, they were all shocked. Not only did Hardy know Paige, but he sounded like he approved of her medical ***. Realizing no one answered him, Hardy was even more puzzled. “What, what exactly happened? Paige, tell me about it.” “Mr. Evans.” When Paige saw him, she greeted him, “Nothing, I just don’t want to see her in this line of work anymore.” The hospital director glanced at Denise and then at Paige. “What did Denise do to make you angry?” “I am not angry.” Paige looked like a strong woman. “This is the first time I have heard that a patient who suffers from endocarditis and perivalvular leakage can be treated with efloxate.” “Well, it will only give the patient momentary recovery of consciousness just before death. In less than half an hour, the patient will be gone!” Hardy turned around and looked at Denise. “I can only say your hospital is sl*ppy in hiring,” Paige said indifferently. “Denise, why didn’t you give the patient surgery?” the director immediately asked. “Director, the patient’s condition was critical at that time, and we were also helpless…” “That is your excuse to use efloxate? You know no one could save him if you had done it! You are a doctor, but when the patient still had hope to be saved, you were the first to sentence him to death! How can you do this?” Before Denise could speak, Hardy said in disappointment, “Leave. You