Chapter 6

What on earth was this girl yammering about? Did she have any idea who Professor Calvin is? The dude’s a top–notch doc who checks up on the bigwigs! Did she really think she can just hit him up whenever?

The nurse sneered. “If you can get through to Professor Calvin, I’ll bow down and apologize.”

*Kids these days. I tell ya. My son thinks he’s Ultraman or something.”

“Enough chit–chat, let’s kick her out already. A little time at the police station will knock some sense into her and show her where she stands.”

Right in front of everyone, Noella whipped out her phone and dialed a number.

A doctor nearby scoffed. “She’s just punching in random digits. At least save a fake ‘Calvin‘ in your contacts to make it look good.”

Noella was speechless.

It’s not like he’s that important. Why would she bother saving his number? She remembered it because he’d called way too many times.

The other end picked up quickly.

Noella hit the speakerphone.

“This is Noella. There’s something wrong with the meds you prescribed.”

A confident male voice responded, “So you’ve finally decided to join our lab? Wait, what did you say?”

“I’m at Imperial West Hospital. You prescribed licorice tablets for a patient with hypertensive heart disease.”

Calvin smacked his forehead. “Right, right, I did prescribe licorice tablets for a patient, but just once. The dosage is correct, strictly controlled.”

“You prescribed it five times. The patient is dead.”

Calvin said in disbelief, “Impossible! I have the prescription right here. I only signed off on it once, for the patient in room eight. Their blood pressure couldn’t handle too much licorice!”

Noella coolly replied. “So, you got it wrong.”

Calvin, in a frenzy on the other end, “Alright, my bad. If you’re willing to join our lab…”

“Your lab’s going nowhere. Count me out.” After saying that, she asked again, “Who is this?”

There was a pause on the line before he replied with this name.

Upon hearing his name, Noella hung up.

Calvin, still holding his phone, was dumbfounded.

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Chartere

Hold on a sec! How could the prescription for bed eight be wrong? And someone died?

get to Imperial West Hospital right away, or

to see that girl!

Noella, having hung up, tilted her chin up slightly and

bow down and apologize?”

on the line! And he was all gung–ho about inviting the

medical staff

in medicine, now admitting

it would rock the entire medical

catching. “Even if Professor Calvin admits it, nobody knows which family’s kid you

tough to crack

there, her eyes coolly locking with

that made people hesitate to meet his gaze. The air of authority. that comes with long–held power was all over

met his gaze and

“His.”

speechless. This girl claimed to be from

was sure that the name the girl had used on the phone didn’t match the Schnabel family.

you can eat junk food,

tranquil as an ink wash painting,

seen.

eyes with

glance, Marcel felt a sudden

his granddaughter. Those

his daughter–in–law when she was young, with hints of his late wife

eyes.

and graceful,

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amateurs!

with what he saw.

medical staff were still clamoring

be a spy, out to get you! There’s definitely something off. I’ll call security right now.”

for silence, and everyone

waved Noella over.

with the flow, stepping up to stand

“Grandpa.”

have you

gaze swept over the group of medical

and you dare to butt in? Who said to take her away? I’d say you’re the spies!”

that Noella was actually Marcel’s

family’s upbringing and bully the Schnabel family’s

legs turned to jelly at the thought.

We didn’t know she was the young miss of

be in

Their faces fell, staring at Noella

lady on the floor, her face streaked with tears, looked

assured her. “Someone will help you, don’t worry.”

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