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, he only

nurse had to go through the admission procedures for Isabella.

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

standing in the background the

doctor’s eyes behind his glasses flashed

up his nose

pocket, saying, “Well, I suppose

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on the bed, Isabella estimated that the doctor would prescribe some

medicine. After all, she wasn’t

fainted from hunger.

on the paper, tore it off, and handed it

get the medication.”

He reached out

the doctor leave, Isabella couldn’t help

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

ignored her, scanning the prescription from top to bottom with a

complex expression./

“What’s on the

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talkative, huh? Why don’t we skip the IV? You can leave after

intentionally spoke sarcastically, mocking Isabella

talking too much.

for the umpteenth time that she should

distance from

tore the prescription and threw it into

walked straight out of

the door closed.

Isabella sat up. Stealthily, she climbed down from the

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

behavior. The

no need to tear it into

retrieve all the paper pieces,

or two words.

one read

of medicine was called cheese?

sat down with difficulty, and pieced

the shapes of the torn

with Isabella’s capability, she could

than three

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was impaired, and even

her a headache. What would usually take three minutes