Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Chapter 152

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Approaching 9.00PM in the emergency room, the nurses were preparing for a

shift change. Suddenly, they saw a man, as handsome as a Greek god,

hastily approaching with a corpse in his arms.

“Sir, you-”

“Get a doctor!” Before the nurse could finish, Seth shouted.

The young nurse was startled and quickly went out, asking, “From which

department?”

Seth was dumbfounded. He assessed the injuries that Isabella had suffered

since the morning, from head to toe. Each injury required a different medical

specialty.

At least a consultation with the hospital director was necessary.

His expression was stern, and the nurse could tell it was serious. Without

waiting for him to speak, she turned and rushed to the director’s office.

Mr. Shaffer, Please Help Buy Some Food

“Director Witt, there’s a seriously ill patient!”

Under the suit, Isabella blinked, her thoughts oddly clear.

She opened her mouth and, with the last bit of strength, said, “Mr. Shaffer,

please don’t take away the suit later. I don’t want to be embarrassed.”

Seth was dumbfounded.

At 11.00PM, the doctor finished administering the IV to Isabella and jokingly

said, “If you had come a bit later in this condition, it would have made

headlines.”

Isabella forced a smile, her throat dry, unable to speak.

By the window in the hospital room, Seth furrowed his brow. He had been

standing there for nearly half an hour.

Isabella was being examined and receiving the IV,

through the admission procedures for

medicine?” As the doctor packed up to leave, Seth, who

the background the whole time,

The doctor’s eyes behind his glasses flashed

pushed his glasses up his nose and took a pen

“Well, I suppose I

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bed, Isabella estimated that the

all, she wasn’t originally sick;

fainted from hunger.

skillfully wrote on the paper, tore it off, and handed it to

get the medication.”

did not stand idly. He reached

couldn’t help but prop herself

to trouble yourself. I’ll go after the IV is

her, scanning the prescription from top

complex expression./

asked, “What’s on the

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the IV?

spoke sarcastically, mocking

talking too much.

umpteenth time

from

a casual toss, Seth tore the prescription and threw it into

pockets, he walked straight out

the

teeth, Isabella sat up. Stealthily, she climbed down from the bed

of

about Seth’s behavior.

to tear it

to retrieve all the paper pieces, but each piece only had one

or two words.

one

What kind of medicine

down with difficulty, and pieced together the prescription

shapes of the torn

day, with Isabella’s capability, she could have

than three minutes.

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was impaired, and

a headache. What would usually take three minutes ended