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.

being examined and receiving the IV, he only stood

had to go through the admission procedures

the doctor packed

in the background the whole time, suddenly

behind his glasses flashed with

his glasses up his nose and took a

I suppose I can prescribe

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bed, Isabella estimated that the doctor would prescribe some

wasn’t originally

fainted from hunger.

wrote on the paper, tore it

get the medication.”

did not stand idly. He reached out and took

the doctor leave, Isabella couldn’t help but prop herself up

don’t need to trouble yourself.

the prescription from top to bottom with a

complex expression./

asked, “What’s on

4/7

don’t we skip the IV? You can leave after you

spoke sarcastically, mocking Isabella

talking too much.

umpteenth time that she

from

prescription and threw

his pockets, he walked

the door closed.

sat up. Stealthily, she climbed down from the

picked out all the torn pieces of paper from the trash bin. As

Seth’s behavior. The prescription wasn’t a

no need to tear it into confetti.

paper pieces, but each piece only had

or two words.

one read

confused. What kind of medicine was called cheese?

down with difficulty, and

to the shapes of the

usual day, with Isabella’s capability, she could have finished it

than three

5/7

intelligence was impaired, and even

would