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.

was being examined and receiving the

through the admission procedures

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

standing in the background

The doctor’s eyes behind

his nose

saying, “Well, I suppose I can prescribe something.”

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the bed, Isabella estimated that the doctor would prescribe some

all, she wasn’t originally sick; she

fainted from hunger.

doctor skillfully wrote on the paper, tore it

get the medication.”

stand idly. He reached out and took the prescription.

Isabella couldn’t help

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

the prescription from top to bottom with a

complex expression./

asked, “What’s on

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skip the IV? You

needle.” Seth intentionally spoke sarcastically, mocking Isabella for

talking too much.

time that she should

distance from

prescription

pockets, he walked straight out of

click, the door

sat up. Stealthily,

pieces of

Seth’s behavior. The prescription wasn’t a trade

no need to tear it into confetti.

pieces, but each piece only had one

or two words.

one

kind of medicine

and pieced together the

of

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

three minutes.

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intelligence was impaired, and even focusing for a

headache. What would usually take three minutes