My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 83

Ashlyn groaned softly and pouted her ruddy lips, “Oh come on, Director, we’re no strangers so let’s drop the formalities. Look, I can accept this case but in return, I need you to transfer a patient to our hospital and sponsor all of his medical costs. His family can’t afford it.”

“Not a bad deal at all, Dr. Berry. Ok, I promise you. Let me introduce my old friend to you right away,” the director smiled.

“It’s ok, we’ll meet at the operating theater anyways. You can schedule the surgery for tomorrow morning at nine. I’ll email you the details of the transfer patient,” Ashlyn stood up after the conversation ended.

At 2 pm, Landon Davis, the casualty from the accident at the Haddock family hotel was transferred to First Hospital.

His puzzled wife kept asking the nurse, “Do you know why we have to transfer?”

“Our hospital offers the best facility and medical standards in the city. All of your husband’s medical expenses are also borne by the hospital, so rest assured that everything’s ok and just stay here,” the nurse explained with a smile while pushing the cart.

Cadence was Landon’s wife who grew crops and took care of the children in the countryside while he worked in the city.

When Landon was injured, she handed her children over to her in-laws and came to the city to take care of him, the sole breadwinner of the family.

the ICU was extremely high. Cadence had borrowed whatever she could from all of her relatives to make ends meet. Horace, the wicked boss from Landon’s renovation company

cost ten thousand a day to stay in the ICU. Ten thousand vanished easily in a

about money

medical

it is literally a dream come

stepped out of her office and headed towards the ICU.

is only in her thirties but she looks at least forty years old. It was obvious that she had gone through tremendous stress,

of coarse cloth but her handmade canvas

to her, “Are you Landon’s

gone through

had never met such a gorgeous woman in

her hands in the pockets of her white robe. “I’ve seen your husband’s medical report. I think you already know that he has blot clots in his

could not stop her tears from streaming down. This doctor is so young,

for craniotomy but there is a chance that everything will be fine. We can’t delay his