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

need medicine?” As the doctor packed up to

background the whole time,

doctor’s eyes behind his glasses flashed with

his nose and took a

pocket, saying, “Well, I suppose

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that the doctor

medicine. After all, she wasn’t originally sick; she had simply

fainted from hunger.

tore it off, and handed

get the medication.”

stand idly. He

help but prop

yourself.

the prescription from top to bottom

complex expression./

asked, “What’s on the prescription?”

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

needle.” Seth intentionally spoke sarcastically, mocking

talking too much.

time

distance from Seth.

the prescription and

walked straight out of the room.

click, the

up. Stealthily, she

torn pieces of

complained about Seth’s behavior. The prescription wasn’t a

no need to tear

the paper pieces, but each

or two words.

complete one

kind of medicine was called

and pieced together the prescription

the shapes of the torn pieces.

a usual day, with Isabella’s capability, she

than three

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impaired, and even focusing

would