My Sweetheart
Chapter 593 Three Years Later
Three years later.
In the People's Hospital in Country F.
Just as Kathy came out of the operating room, Vivian, her assistant, walked towards her with a bouquet of flowers in her hand. "Doctor Kathy, it's from your patient again. He is satisfied with the interventional treatment half a month ago, and he wants you to take it as a token of gratitude."
Kathy took off her mask and the fatigue could be seen clearly on her face.
She had just finished an operation that had lasted about ten hours, and now she was a little dizzy.
"Please convey my gratitude to him. There's no need to be so polite." Kathy smiled.
"Your office has been filled with banners and gifts from your patients. Mr Richard also attaches great importance to you. But, you haven't had a break for a long time, have you? And you've been on duty at the hospital during the National Day holiday. You're really a model worker." Vivian said with concern.
She really hoped that Kathy could give herself some time off instead of working so hard. She simply kept stressing her body all year round.
"It's good. Anyway, I don't have anything else to do." Kathy sat down and took a sip of water calmly.
"You should spend more time with Mr Bridges when you have a break. He's so handsome and rich. There must be many women coveting him." Vivian went on nagging.
Kathy's expression didn't change. "He could do whatever he wants. I will not interfere."
"By the way, has my vacation request for next week been approved?" Kathy asked.
Jennifer's wedding would be held after three days. This was her first vacation request since she worked in this hospital.
"Yes, and I can finally have a short vocation." Vivian stretched her body.
"It's been hard on you to work with me." Kathy sighed.
"Not at all. Anyway, I'm single now. It's good to keep myself busy, so that my parents won't push me too hard to get married."
After chatting with Vivian for a while, Kathy received a call from Reece. He had already arrived at the gate.
She took her bag and left. After getting in the car, she closed her eyes tiredly.
"Don't perform so many surgeries. There are enough doctors in your department." Reece was somewhat dissatisfied.
it's okay for me." Kathy murmured
helplessly frowned and instructed the
Bridges', the dinner had been prepared. Jennifer and Karl hadn't returned from vocation yet. They probably wouldn't be
look good, and
didn't have dinner and went straight to her room to
might be that she had stayed up all
He followed her in the room. When he measured her temperature by putting
"You got a fever."
okay. I'll be better after
past few years, and she pushed herself too hard on working. By doing so, she was
was so stubborn that no
you to the
plan. "No, it's not a big
"Kathy!"
I just need a sleep." Kathy hugged herself
reduced tomorrow, you must go to the hospital, okay?" Reece's
talk about it
looked at the list of the wedding guests handed over by
on the name "Joseph"
fever was reduced. Reece asked a leave for her, and Kathy decided to go back to work until
Reece hadn't gone to work yet. He was now the CEO of
Kathy, Reece took out a bowl
"You cooked it?"
the servants have
you." Kathy's tone carried a hint of
was used to
it's too small or large on you,
"Okay."
a long time. Tomorrow was Jennifer's wedding day. She was Jennifer's daughter, and her gown was of the same style of Jennifer's. She dressed up in organza, which was simple, but she
thought of the grand wedding of Joseph and Ella three years ago. On that day, Ella held
scene, but it kept lingering in her
suitable on you?" Reece's voice suddenly brought Kathy back
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